- •I am not going to write you any more. I am too unstable.
- •It made him sad when she brought out her accomplishments for his approval.
- •In the confusion of arrival, as Dick slung his knapsack and started forward on the platform to get his bicycle, Nicole was beside him.
- •It was a dangerous subject—he was careful, to the point of self-consciousness, to stare far over the heads of young maidens.
- •In a few minutes the proprietor of the inn came running down.
- •It was the first indication Dick had had that they were talking about Abe North.
- •In his room Dick collected his faculties. He left a call for noon, stripped off his clothes, and dived literally into a heavy sleep.
- •Impatiently she waved the hour away.
- •In a few minutes the lawyer told Dick that he was freed—the court considered him punished enough.
- •Комментарий:
- •Vaudois by birth — уроженец швейцарского кантона Во.
- •Interlacken — Интерлакен, маленький альпийский городок в Швейцарии, расположен между озерами Тунским и Бриэнским.
- •Irene Castle — Ирэн Касль (род. В 1893 г.), танцовщица и эстрадная актриса 1910-х — 1920-х гг.; ввела в моду короткую стрижку «под мальчика».
- •In … Chicagoese — по-чикагски, как говорят в Чикаго.
- •Valentine — Рудольф Валентино (1895 — 1926), популярный американский актер немого кино, итальянец по происхождению; с большим успехом выступал в амплуа романтического героя-любовника.
In a few minutes the lawyer told Dick that he was freed—the court considered him punished enough.
“Enough!” Dick cried. “Punished for what?”
“Come along,” said Collis. “You can’t do anything now.”
“But what did I do, except get into a fight with some taxi men?”
“They claim you went up to a detective as if you were going to shake hands with him and hit him—”
“That’s not true! I told him I was going to hit him—I didn’t know he was a detective.”
“You better go along,” urged the lawyer.
“Come along.” Collis took his arm and they descended the steps.
“I want to make a speech,” Dick cried. “I want to explain to these people how I raped a five-year-old girl. Maybe I did—”
“Come along.”
Baby was waiting with a doctor in a taxi-cab. Dick did not want to look at her and he disliked the doctor, whose stern manner revealed him as one of that least palpable of European types, the Latin moralist. Dick summed up his conception of the disaster, but no one had much to say. In his room in the Quirinal the doctor washed off the rest of the blood and the oily sweat, set his nose, his fractured ribs and fingers, disinfected the smaller wounds and put a hopeful dressing on the eye. Dick asked for a quarter of a grain of morphine, for he was still wide awake and full of nervous energy. With the morphine he fell asleep ; the doctor and Collis left and Baby waited with him until a woman could arrive from the English nursing home. It had been a hard night but she had the satisfaction of feeling that, whatever Dick’s previous record was, they now possessed a moral superiority over him for as long as he proved of any use.