Лорд Джим

Chapter 17

           “Youcan’t,”hesaidverysimplyandgently,andholdingfasttosomedeepideawhichIcoulddetectshimmeringlikeapoolofwaterinthedark,butwhichIdespairedofeverapproachingnearenoughtofathom.Isurveyedhiswell-proportionedbulk.“Atanyrate,”Isaid,“IamabletohelpwhatIcanseeofyou.Idon’tpretendtodomore.”Heshookhisheadscepticallywithoutlookingatme.Igotverywarm.“ButIcan,”Iinsisted.“Icandoevenmore.Iamdoingmore.Iamtrustingyou...“Themoney...hebegan.“Uponmywordyoudeservebeingtoldtogotothedevil,”Icried,forcingthenoteofindignation.Hewasstartled,smiled,andIpressedmyattackhome.“Itisn’taquestionofmoneyatall.Youaretoosuperficial,”Isaid(andatthesametimeIwasthinkingtomyself:Well,heregoes!Andperhapsheis,afterall).“LookattheletterIwantyoutotake.IamwritingtoamanofwhomI’veneveraskedafavour,andIamwritingaboutyouintermsthatoneonlyventurestousewhenspeakingofanintimatefriend.Imakemyselfunreservedlyresponsibleforyou.That’swhatIamdoing.Andreallyifyouwillonlyreflectalittlewhatthatmeans...

           ‘Heliftedhishead.Therainhadpassedaway;onlythewater-pipewentonsheddingtearswithanabsurddrip,dripoutsidethewindow.

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