-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Уильям Сомерсет Моэм
-
- Луна и грош
-
- Стр. 170/193
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
"
Tenez
,
voila
le
Capitaine
Brunot
,
"
said
Tiare
,
one
day
when
I
was
fitting
together
what
she
could
tell
me
of
Strickland
.
"
He
knew
Strickland
well
;
he
visited
him
at
his
house
.
"
I
saw
a
middle
-
aged
Frenchman
with
a
big
black
beard
,
streaked
with
gray
,
a
sunburned
face
,
and
large
,
shining
eyes
.
He
was
dressed
in
a
neat
suit
of
ducks
.
I
had
noticed
him
at
luncheon
,
and
Ah
Lin
,
the
Chinese
boy
,
told
me
he
had
come
from
the
Paumotus
on
the
boat
that
had
that
day
arrived
.
Tiare
introduced
me
to
him
,
and
he
handed
me
his
card
,
a
large
card
on
which
was
printed
Rene
Brunot
,
and
underneath
,
Capitaine
au
Long
Cours
.
We
were
sitting
on
a
little
verandah
outside
the
kitchen
,
and
Tiare
was
cutting
out
a
dress
that
she
was
making
for
one
of
the
girls
about
the
house
.
He
sat
down
with
us
.
"
Yes
;
I
knew
Strickland
well
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
am
very
fond
of
chess
,
and
he
was
always
glad
of
a
game
.
I
come
to
Tahiti
three
or
four
times
a
year
for
my
business
,
and
when
he
was
at
Papeete
he
would
come
here
and
we
would
play
.
When
he
married
"
—
Captain
Brunot
smiled
and
shrugged
his
shoulders
—
"
enfin
,
when
he
went
to
live
with
the
girl
that
Tiare
gave
him
,
he
asked
me
to
go
and
see
him
.
I
was
one
of
the
guests
at
the
wedding
feast
.
"
He
looked
at
Tiare
,
and
they
both
laughed
.
"
He
did
not
come
much
to
Papeete
after
that
,
and
about
a
year
later
it
chanced
that
I
had
to
go
to
that
part
of
the
island
for
I
forgot
what
business
,
and
when
I
had
finished
it
I
said
to
myself
:
’
Voyons
,
why
should
I
not
go
and
see
that
poor
Strickland
?
’
I
asked
one
or
two
natives
if
they
knew
anything
about
him
,
and
I
discovered
that
he
lived
not
more
than
five
kilometres
from
where
I
was
.
So
I
went
.
I
shall
never
forget
the
impression
my
visit
made
on
me
.
I
live
on
an
atoll
,
a
low
island
,
it
is
a
strip
of
land
surrounding
a
lagoon
,
and
its
beauty
is
the
beauty
of
the
sea
and
sky
and
the
varied
colour
of
the
lagoon
and
the
grace
of
the
cocoa
-
nut
trees
;
but
the
place
where
Strickland
lived
had
the
beauty
of
the
Garden
of
Eden
.
Ah
,
I
wish
I
could
make
you
see
the
enchantment
of
that
spot
,
a
corner
hidden
away
from
all
the
world
,
with
the
blue
sky
overhead
and
the
rich
,
luxuriant
trees
.
It
was
a
feast
of
colour
.
And
it
was
fragrant
and
cool
.
Words
cannot
describe
that
paradise
.
And
here
he
lived
,
unmindful
of
the
world
and
by
the
world
forgotten
.
I
suppose
to
European
eyes
it
would
have
seemed
astonishingly
sordid
.
The
house
was
dilapidated
and
none
too
clean
.
Three
or
four
natives
were
lying
on
the
verandah
.
You
know
how
natives
love
to
herd
together
.
There
was
a
young
man
lying
full
length
,
smoking
a
cigarette
,
and
he
wore
nothing
but
a
pareo
.
"
The
pareo
is
a
long
strip
of
trade
cotton
,
red
or
blue
,
stamped
with
a
white
pattern
.
It
is
worn
round
the
waist
and
hangs
to
the
knees
.
"
A
girl
of
fifteen
,
perhaps
,
was
plaiting
pandanus
-
leaf
to
make
a
hat
,
and
an
old
woman
was
sitting
on
her
haunches
smoking
a
pipe
.
Then
I
saw
Ata
.
She
was
suckling
a
new
-
born
child
,
and
another
child
,
stark
naked
,
was
playing
at
her
feet
.
When
she
saw
me
she
called
out
to
Strickland
,
and
he
came
to
the
door
.
He
,
too
,
wore
nothing
but
a
pareo
.
He
was
an
extraordinary
figure
,
with
his
red
beard
and
matted
hair
,
and
his
great
hairy
chest
.
His
feet
were
horny
and
scarred
,
so
that
I
knew
he
went
always
bare
foot
.
He
had
gone
native
with
a
vengeance
.
He
seemed
pleased
to
see
me
,
and
told
Ata
to
kill
a
chicken
for
our
dinner
.
He
took
me
into
the
house
to
show
me
the
picture
he
was
at
work
on
when
I
came
in
.
In
one
corner
of
the
room
was
the
bed
,
and
in
the
middle
was
an
easel
with
the
canvas
upon
it
.
Because
I
was
sorry
for
him
,
I
had
bought
a
couple
of
his
pictures
for
small
sums
,
and
I
had
sent
others
to
friends
of
mine
in
France
.
And
though
I
had
bought
them
out
of
compassion
,
after
living
with
them
I
began
to
like
them
.
Indeed
,
I
found
a
strange
beauty
in
them
.
Everyone
thought
I
was
mad
,
but
it
turns
out
that
I
was
right
.
I
was
his
first
admirer
in
the
islands
.
"
He
smiled
maliciously
at
Tiare
,
and
with
lamentations
she
told
us
again
the
story
of
how
at
the
sale
of
Strickland
’
s
effects
she
had
neglected
the
pictures
,
but
bought
an
American
stove
for
twenty
-
seven
francs
.
"
Have
you
the
pictures
still
?
"
I
asked
.
"
Yes
;
I
am
keeping
them
till
my
daughter
is
of
marriageable
age
,
and
then
I
shall
sell
them
.
They
will
be
her
dot
.
"
Then
he
went
on
with
the
account
of
his
visit
to
Strickland
.
