Лорд Джим

Chapter 20

           TheygotmypoorMohammedtosendformeandthenlaidthatambush.Iseeitallinaminute,andIthinkThiswantsalittlemanagement.Myponysnort,jump,andstand,andIfallslowlyforwardwithmyheadonhismane.Hebeginstowalk,andwithoneeyeIcouldseeoverhisneckafaintcloudofsmokehanginginfrontofaclumpofbamboostomyleft.IthinkAha!myfriends,whyyounotwaitlongenoughbeforeyoushoot?Thisisnotyetgelungen.Ohno!Igetholdofmyrevolverwithmyrighthandquietquiet.Afterall,therewereonlysevenoftheserascals.Theygetupfromthegrassandstartrunningwiththeirsarongstuckedup,wavingspearsabovetheirheads,andyellingtoeachothertolookoutandcatchthehorse,becauseIwasdead.Iletthemcomeascloseasthedoorhere,andthenbang,bang,bangtakeaimeachtimetoo.OnemoreshotIfireataman’sback,butImiss.Toofaralready.AndthenIsitaloneonmyhorsewiththecleanearthsmilingatme,andtherearethebodiesofthreemenlyingontheground.Onewascurleduplikeadog,anotheronhisbackhadanarmoverhiseyesasiftokeepoffthesun,andthethirdmanhedrawsuphislegveryslowlyandmakesitwithonekickstraightagain.Iwatchhimverycarefullyfrommyhorse,butthereisnomorebleibtganzruhigkeepstill,so.AndasIlookedathisfaceforsomesignoflifeIobservedsomethinglikeafaintshadowpassoverhisforehead.Itwastheshadowofthisbutterfly.Lookattheformofthewing.Thisspeciesflyhighwithastrongflight.

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