-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Фрэнк Норрис
-
- Спрут: Калифорнийская история
-
- Стр. 128/416
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
“
Yes
,
why
,
yes
,
”
she
answered
,
turning
around
.
“
It
’
s
very
good
of
you
to
want
to
be
a
friend
of
mine
.
I
didn
’
t
think
so
,
though
,
when
you
tried
to
kiss
me
.
But
maybe
it
’
s
all
right
since
you
’
ve
explained
things
.
You
see
I
’
m
different
from
you
.
I
like
everybody
to
like
me
and
I
like
to
like
everybody
.
It
makes
one
so
much
happier
.
You
wouldn
’
t
believe
it
,
but
you
ought
to
try
it
,
sir
,
just
to
see
.
It
’
s
so
good
to
be
good
to
people
and
to
have
people
good
to
you
.
And
everybody
has
always
been
so
good
to
me
.
Mamma
and
papa
,
of
course
,
and
Billy
,
the
stableman
,
and
Montalegre
,
the
Portugee
foreman
,
and
the
Chinese
cook
,
even
,
and
Mr
.
Delaney
—
only
he
went
away
—
and
Mrs
.
Vacca
and
her
little
—
—
”
“
Delaney
,
hey
?
”
demanded
Annixter
abruptly
.
“
You
and
he
were
pretty
good
friends
,
were
you
?
”
“
Oh
,
yes
,
”
she
answered
.
“
He
was
just
as
GOOD
to
me
.
Every
day
in
the
summer
time
he
used
to
ride
over
to
the
Seed
ranch
back
of
the
Mission
and
bring
me
a
great
armful
of
flowers
,
the
prettiest
things
,
and
I
used
to
pretend
to
pay
him
for
them
with
dollars
made
of
cheese
that
I
cut
out
of
the
cheese
with
a
biscuit
cutter
.
It
was
such
fun
.
We
were
the
best
of
friends
.
”
“
There
’
s
another
lamp
smoking
,
”
growled
Annixter
.
“
Turn
it
down
,
will
you
?
—
and
see
that
somebody
sweeps
this
floor
here
.
It
’
s
all
littered
up
with
pine
needles
.
I
’
ve
got
a
lot
to
do
.
Good
-
bye
.
”
“
Good
-
bye
,
sir
.
”
Annixter
returned
to
the
ranch
house
,
his
teeth
clenched
,
enraged
,
his
face
flushed
.
“
Ah
,
”
he
muttered
,
“
Delaney
,
hey
?
Throwing
it
up
to
me
that
I
fired
him
.
”
His
teeth
gripped
together
more
fiercely
than
ever
.
“
The
best
of
friends
,
hey
?
By
God
,
I
’
ll
have
that
girl
yet
.
I
’
ll
show
that
cow
-
puncher
.
Ain
’
t
I
her
employer
,
her
boss
?
I
’
ll
show
her
—
and
Delaney
,
too
.
It
would
be
easy
enough
—
and
then
Delaney
can
have
her
—
if
he
wants
her
—
after
me
.
”
An
evil
light
flashing
from
under
his
scowl
,
spread
over
his
face
.
The
male
instincts
of
possession
,
unreasoned
,
treacherous
,
oblique
,
came
twisting
to
the
surface
.
All
the
lower
nature
of
the
man
,
ignorant
of
women
,
racked
at
one
and
the
same
time
with
enmity
and
desire
,
roused
itself
like
a
hideous
and
abominable
beast
.
And
at
the
same
moment
,
Hilma
returned
to
her
house
,
humming
to
herself
as
she
walked
,
her
white
dress
glowing
with
a
shimmer
of
faint
saffron
light
in
the
last
ray
of
the
after
-
glow
.
