-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Джек Лондон
-
- Морской волк
-
- Стр. 25/243
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
"
Looks
nasty
,
"
he
commented
.
"
Tie
a
rag
around
it
,
and
it
'll
be
all
right
.
"
That
was
all
;
and
on
the
land
I
would
have
been
lying
on
the
broad
of
my
back
,
with
a
surgeon
attending
on
me
,
and
with
strict
injunctions
to
do
nothing
but
rest
.
But
I
must
do
these
men
justice
.
Callous
as
they
were
to
my
suffering
,
they
were
equally
callous
to
their
own
when
anything
befell
them
.
And
this
was
due
,
I
believe
,
first
,
to
habit
;
and
second
,
to
the
fact
that
they
were
less
sensitively
organized
.
I
really
believe
that
a
finely-organized
,
high-strung
man
would
suffer
twice
and
thrice
as
much
as
they
from
a
like
injury
.
Tired
as
I
was
--
exhausted
,
in
fact
--
I
was
prevented
from
sleeping
by
the
pain
in
my
knee
.
It
was
all
I
could
do
to
keep
from
groaning
aloud
.
At
home
I
should
undoubtedly
have
given
vent
to
my
anguish
;
but
this
new
and
elemental
environment
seemed
to
call
for
a
savage
repression
.
Like
the
savage
,
the
attitude
of
these
men
was
stoical
in
great
things
,
childish
in
little
things
.
I
remember
,
later
in
the
voyage
,
seeing
Kerfoot
,
another
of
the
hunters
,
lose
a
finger
by
having
it
smashed
to
a
jelly
;
and
he
did
not
even
murmur
or
change
the
expression
on
his
face
.
Yet
I
have
seen
the
same
man
,
time
and
again
,
fly
into
the
most
outrageous
passion
over
a
trifle
.
He
was
doing
it
now
,
vociferating
,
bellowing
,
waving
his
arms
,
and
cursing
like
a
fiend
,
and
all
because
of
a
disagreement
with
another
hunter
as
to
whether
a
seal
pup
knew
instinctively
how
to
swim
.
He
held
that
it
did
,
that
it
could
swim
the
moment
it
was
born
.
The
other
hunter
,
Latimer
,
a
lean
,
Yankee-looking
fellow
with
shrewd
,
narrow-slitted
eyes
,
held
otherwise
,
held
that
the
seal
pup
was
born
on
the
land
for
no
other
reason
than
that
it
could
not
swim
,
that
its
mother
was
compelled
to
teach
it
to
swim
as
birds
were
compelled
to
teach
their
nestlings
how
to
fly
.
For
the
most
part
,
the
remaining
four
hunters
leaned
on
the
table
or
lay
in
their
bunks
and
left
the
discussion
to
the
two
antagonists
.
But
they
were
supremely
interested
,
for
every
little
while
they
ardently
took
sides
,
and
sometimes
all
were
talking
at
once
,
till
their
voices
surged
back
and
forth
in
waves
of
sound
like
mimic
thunder-rolls
in
the
confined
space
.
Childish
and
immaterial
as
the
topic
was
,
the
quality
of
their
reasoning
was
still
more
childish
and
immaterial
.
In
truth
,
there
was
very
little
reasoning
or
none
at
all
.
Their
method
was
one
of
assertion
,
assumption
,
and
denunciation
.
They
proved
that
a
seal
pup
could
swim
or
not
swim
at
birth
by
stating
the
proposition
very
bellicosely
and
then
following
it
up
with
an
attack
on
the
opposing
man
's
judgment
,
common
sense
,
nationality
,
or
past
history
.
Rebuttal
was
precisely
similar
.
I
have
related
this
in
order
to
show
the
mental
calibre
of
the
men
with
whom
I
was
thrown
in
contact
.
Intellectually
they
were
children
,
inhabiting
the
physical
forms
of
men
.
And
they
smoked
,
incessantly
smoked
,
using
a
coarse
,
cheap
,
and
offensive-smelling
tobacco
.
The
air
was
thick
and
murky
with
the
smoke
of
it
;
and
this
,
combined
with
the
violent
movement
of
the
ship
as
she
struggled
through
the
storm
,
would
surely
have
made
me
sea-sick
had
I
been
a
victim
to
that
malady
.
As
it
was
,
it
made
me
quite
squeamish
,
though
this
nausea
might
have
been
due
to
the
pain
of
my
leg
and
exhaustion
.
As
I
lay
there
thinking
,
I
naturally
dwelt
upon
myself
and
my
situation
.
It
was
unparalleled
,
undreamed-of
,
that
I
,
Humphrey
Van
Weyden
,
a
scholar
and
a
dilettante
,
if
you
please
,
in
things
artistic
and
literary
,
should
be
lying
here
on
a
Bering
Sea
seal-hunting
schooner
.
Cabin-boy
!
I
had
never
done
any
hard
manual
labour
,
or
scullion
labour
,
in
my
life
.
I
had
lived
a
placid
,
uneventful
,
sedentary
existence
all
my
days
--
the
life
of
a
scholar
and
a
recluse
on
an
assured
and
comfortable
income
.
Violent
life
and
athletic
sports
had
never
appealed
to
me
.
I
had
always
been
a
book-worm
;
so
my
sisters
and
father
had
called
me
during
my
childhood
.
I
had
gone
camping
but
once
in
my
life
,
and
then
I
left
the
party
almost
at
its
start
and
returned
to
the
comforts
and
conveniences
of
a
roof
.
And
here
I
was
,
with
dreary
and
endless
vistas
before
me
of
table-setting
,
potato-peeling
,
and
dish-washing
.
And
I
was
not
strong
.
The
doctors
had
always
said
that
I
had
a
remarkable
constitution
,
but
I
had
never
developed
it
or
my
body
through
exercise
.
My
muscles
were
small
and
soft
,
like
a
woman
's
,
or
so
the
doctors
had
said
time
and
again
in
the
course
of
their
attempts
to
persuade
me
to
go
in
for
physical-culture
fads
.
But
I
had
preferred
to
use
my
head
rather
than
my
body
;
and
here
I
was
,
in
no
fit
condition
for
the
rough
life
in
prospect
.
These
are
merely
a
few
of
the
things
that
went
through
my
mind
,
and
are
related
for
the
sake
of
vindicating
myself
in
advance
in
the
weak
and
helpless
role
I
was
destined
to
play
.
But
I
thought
,
also
,
of
my
mother
and
sisters
,
and
pictured
their
grief
.
I
was
among
the
missing
dead
of
the
Martinez
disaster
,
an
unrecovered
body
