-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Джозеф Конрад
-
- Ностромо
-
- Стр. 264/274
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
With
a
measured
swish
of
her
long
train
,
flashing
with
jewels
and
the
shimmer
of
silk
,
her
delicate
head
bowed
as
if
under
the
weight
of
a
mass
of
fair
hair
,
in
which
the
silver
threads
were
lost
,
the
"
first
lady
of
Sulaco
,
"
as
Captain
Mitchell
used
to
describe
her
,
moved
along
the
lighted
corredor
,
wealthy
beyond
great
dreams
of
wealth
,
considered
,
loved
,
respected
,
honoured
,
and
as
solitary
as
any
human
being
had
ever
been
,
perhaps
,
on
this
earth
.
The
doctor
's
"
Mrs.
Gould
!
One
minute
!
"
stopped
her
with
a
start
at
the
door
of
the
lighted
and
empty
sala
.
From
the
similarity
of
mood
and
circumstance
,
the
sight
of
the
doctor
,
standing
there
all
alone
amongst
the
groups
of
furniture
,
recalled
to
her
emotional
memory
her
unexpected
meeting
with
Martin
Decoud
;
she
seemed
to
hear
in
the
silence
the
voice
of
that
man
,
dead
miserably
so
many
years
ago
,
pronounce
the
words
,
"
Antonia
left
her
fan
here
.
"
But
it
was
the
doctor
's
voice
that
spoke
,
a
little
altered
by
his
excitement
.
She
remarked
his
shining
eyes
.
"
Mrs.
Gould
,
you
are
wanted
.
Do
you
know
what
has
happened
?
You
remember
what
I
told
you
yesterday
about
Nostromo
.
Well
,
it
seems
that
a
lancha
,
a
decked
boat
,
coming
from
Zapiga
,
with
four
negroes
in
her
,
passing
close
to
the
Great
Isabel
,
was
hailed
from
the
cliff
by
a
woman
's
voice
--
Linda
's
,
as
a
matter
of
fact
--
commanding
them
(
it
's
a
moonlight
night
)
to
go
round
to
the
beach
and
take
up
a
wounded
man
to
the
town
.
The
patron
(
from
whom
I
've
heard
all
this
)
,
of
course
,
did
so
at
once
.
He
told
me
that
when
they
got
round
to
the
low
side
of
the
Great
Isabel
,
they
found
Linda
Viola
waiting
for
them
.
They
followed
her
:
she
led
them
under
a
tree
not
far
from
the
cottage
.
There
they
found
Nostromo
lying
on
the
ground
with
his
head
in
the
younger
girl
's
lap
,
and
father
Viola
standing
some
distance
off
leaning
on
his
gun
.
Under
Linda
's
direction
they
got
a
table
out
of
the
cottage
for
a
stretcher
,
after
breaking
off
the
legs
.
They
are
here
,
Mrs.
Gould
.
I
mean
Nostromo
and
--
and
Giselle
.
The
negroes
brought
him
in
to
the
first-aid
hospital
near
the
harbour
.
He
made
the
attendant
send
for
me
.
But
it
was
not
me
he
wanted
to
see
--
it
was
you
,
Mrs.
Gould
!
It
was
you
.
"
"
Me
?
"
whispered
Mrs.
Gould
,
shrinking
a
little
.
"
Yes
,
you
!
"
the
doctor
burst
out
.
"
He
begged
me
--
his
enemy
,
as
he
thinks
--
to
bring
you
to
him
at
once
.
It
seems
he
has
something
to
say
to
you
alone
.
"
"
Impossible
!
"
murmured
Mrs.
Gould
.
"
He
said
to
me
,
'
Remind
her
that
I
have
done
something
to
keep
a
roof
over
her
head
.
'
...
Mrs.
Gould
,
"
the
doctor
pursued
,
in
the
greatest
excitement
.
"
Do
you
remember
the
silver
?
The
silver
in
the
lighter
--
that
was
lost
?
"
Mrs.
Gould
remembered
.
But
she
did
not
say
she
hated
the
mere
mention
of
that
silver
.
Frankness
personified
,
she
remembered
with
an
exaggerated
horror
that
for
the
first
and
last
time
of
her
life
she
had
concealed
the
truth
from
her
husband
about
that
very
silver
.
She
had
been
corrupted
by
her
fears
at
that
time
,
and
she
had
never
forgiven
herself
.
Moreover
,
that
silver
,
which
would
never
have
come
down
if
her
husband
had
been
made
acquainted
with
the
news
brought
by
Decoud
,
had
been
in
a
roundabout
way
nearly
the
cause
of
Dr.
Monygham
's
death
.
And
these
things
appeared
to
her
very
dreadful
.
