Возвращение на родину

II. A Lurid Light Breaks in upon a Darkened Understanding

           

           “Hesaidso,”answeredthemother,“andJohnny’saGod-fearingboyandtellsnolies.”

           “’Castoffbymyson!’No,bymybestlife,dearmother,itisnotso!Butbyyourson’s,yourson’s—Mayallmurderessesgetthetormenttheydeserve!”

           WiththesewordsYeobrightwentforthfromthelittledwelling.Thepupilsofhiseyes,fixedsteadfastlyonblankness,werevaguelylitwithanicyshine;hismouthhadpassedintothephasemoreorlessimaginativelyrenderedinstudiesofOedipus.Thestrangestdeedswerepossibletohismood.Buttheywerenotpossibletohissituation.InsteadoftherebeingbeforehimthepalefaceofEustacia,andamasculineshapeunknown,therewasonlytheimperturbablecountenanceoftheheath,which,havingdefiedthecataclysmalonsetsofcenturies,reducedtoinsignificancebyitsseamedandantiquefeaturesthewildestturmoilofasingleman.

           

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