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I
Inmyyounger
i
and
morevulnerableyearsmy
otac
father
gavemesomeadvice
koji
that
I’vebeenturningoverinmy
umu
mind
eversince.
“Wheneveryoufeellikecriticizinganyone,”hetold
mi
me
,“justrememberthatall
na
the
peopleinthisworldhaven’thad
na
the
advantagesthatyou’vehad.”
Hedidn’tsayany
više
more
,butwe’vealwaysbeenunusuallycommunicativein
je
a
reservedway,andIunderstood
da
that
hemeantagreatdeal
više
more
thanthat.
Inconsequence,I’minclinedtoreserve
sve
all
judgements,ahabitthathasopenedup
mnoge
many
curiousnaturestome
i
and
alsomademethevictimofnot
je
a
fewveteranbores.
Theabnormal
um
mind
isquicktodetect
i
and
attachitselftothisquality
kada
when
itappearsinanormalperson,
i
and
soitcameaboutthatincollegeIwasunjustlyaccusedofbeingapolitician,
jer
because
Iwasprivyto
na
the
secretgriefsofwild,unknownmen.
Većina
Most
oftheconfidenceswereunsought—frequentlyIhavefeignedsleep,preoccupation,
ili
or
ahostilelevitywhenIrealizedbysomeunmistakablesign
da
that
anintimaterevelationwasquiveringonthehorizon;
fortheintimaterevelationsofyoungmen,
ili
or
atleastthetermsinwhichtheyexpress
ih
them
,areusuallyplagiaristicandmarredbyobvioussuppressions.
Reservingjudgementsisa
stvar
matter
ofinfinitehope.
Iamstilla
malo
little
afraidofmissingsomething
ako
if
Iforgetthat,asmy
otac
father
snobbishlysuggested,andIsnobbishlyrepeat,asenseofthefundamentaldecenciesisparcelledoutunequallyatbirth.
I
And
,afterboastingthiswayofmytolerance,Icometotheadmissionthatithasalimit.
Conduct
može
may
befoundedonthehardrock
ili
or
thewetmarshes,but
nakon
after
acertainpointIdon’t
zanima me
care
whatit’sfoundedon.
Kad
When
IcamebackfromtheEast
prošle
last
autumnIfeltthatIwantedtheworldtobeinuniform
i
and
atasortofmoralattentionforever;
Iwantedno
više
more
riotousexcursionswithprivilegedglimpsesintothehuman
srce
heart
.
OnlyGatsby,themanwhogiveshis
ime
name
tothisbook,wasexemptfrommyreaction—Gatsby,whorepresented
sve
everything
forwhichIhaveanunaffectedscorn.
Ako
If
personalityisanunbrokenseriesofsuccessfulgestures,thentherewas
nešto
something
gorgeousabouthim,someheightenedsensitivityto
na
the
promisesoflife,as
ako
if
hewererelatedtooneof
onih
those
intricatemachinesthatregisterearthquakes
deset
ten
thousandmilesaway.
Thisresponsivenesshadnothingtodo
s
with
thatflabbyimpressionabilitywhichisdignifiedunderthenameofthe“creativetemperament”—itwasanextraordinarygiftfor
nadu
hope
,aromanticreadinesssuchasIhaveneverfoundinany
druge
other
personandwhichitisnotlikelyIshallever
naći
find
again.
No—Gatsbyturnedoutallrightatthe
kraju
end
;
itiswhatpreyedonGatsby,whatfouldustfloatedinthewakeofhisdreamsthattemporarilyclosedoutmyinterestintheabortivesorrows
i
and
short-windedelationsofmen.
My
obitelj
family
havebeenprominent,well-to-do
osoba
people
inthisMiddleWestern
gradu
city
forthreegenerations.
TheCarrawaysare
nešto
something
ofaclan,andwehave
je
a
traditionthatwe’redescendedfromtheDukesofBuccleuch,
ali
but
theactualfounderofmylinewasmygrandfather’s
brat
brother
,whocamehereinfifty-one,sent
je
a
substitutetotheCivil
Rat
War
,andstartedthewholesalehardware
posao
business
thatmyfathercarrieson
danas
today
.
Ineversawthisgreat-uncle,
ali
but
I’msupposedtolook
kao
like
him—withspecialreferenceto
na
the
ratherhard-boiledpaintingthathangsinfather’s
uredu
office
.
IgraduatedfromNewHavenin1915,
samo
just
aquarterofacentury
nakon
after
myfather,anda
malo
little
laterIparticipatedinthatdelayedTeutonicmigrationknownasthe
Veliki
Great
War.
Ienjoyedthecounter-raidsothoroughly
da
that
Icamebackrestless.
Insteadofbeing
na
the
warmcentreoftheworld,
na
the
MiddleWestnowseemed
kao
like
theraggededgeof
na
the
universe—soIdecidedto
otići
go
Eastandlearnthebond
posao
business
.
EverybodyIknewwasinthebondbusiness,soIsupposeditcouldsupportone
još
more
singleman.
Allmyaunts
i
and
unclestalkeditoverasiftheywerechoosingaprepschoolfor
mi
me
,andfinallysaid,“Why—ye-es,”
sa
with
verygrave,hesitantfaces.
Otac
Father
agreedtofinancemefor
je
a
year,andaftervariousdelaysIcameEast,permanently,Ithought,in
na
the
springoftwenty-two.
Thepracticalthingwasto
naći
find
roomsinthecity,
ali
but
itwasawarmseason,andIhad
upravo
just
leftacountryofwidelawnsandfriendlytrees,so
kad
when
ayoungmanatthe
uredu
office
suggestedthatwetake
je
a
housetogetherinacommutingtown,itsounded
kao
like
agreatidea.
Hefoundthe
kuću
house
,aweather-beatencardboardbungalowateighty
je
a
month,butatthelastminutethefirmorderedhimtoWashington,
a
and
Iwentouttothecountryalone.
Ihad
je
a
dog—atleastIhadhimfor
je
a
fewdaysuntilheranaway—andan
starog
old
DodgeandaFinnish
žene
woman
,whomademybed
i
and
cookedbreakfastandmutteredFinnishwisdomtoherselfovertheelectricstove.
Itwaslonelyfor
je
a
dayorsountilone
jutra
morning
someman,morerecentlyarrived
od
than
I,stoppedmeontheroad.
“Howdoyou
doći
get
toWestEggvillage?”
heaskedhelplessly.
Itold
mu
him
.
AndasIwalkedonIwaslonelynolonger.
Iwasaguide,apathfinder,anoriginalsettler.
Hehadcasuallyconferredonmethefreedomoftheneighbourhood.
I
And
sowiththesunshine
i
and
thegreatburstsofleavesgrowingonthetrees,
baš
just
asthingsgrowinfastmovies,Ihadthatfamiliarconvictionthat
život
life
wasbeginningoveragain
s
with
thesummer.
Therewassomuchto
čitanje
read
,foronething,andsomuchfinehealthtobepulleddownoutoftheyoungbreath-giving
zraka
air
.
Iboughtadozenvolumesonbanking
i
and
creditandinvestmentsecurities,
i
and
theystoodonmyshelfinred
i
and
goldlikenewmoneyfromthemint,promisingtounfoldtheshiningsecretsthat
samo
only
MidasandMorganandMaecenasknew.
I
And
Ihadthehighintentionofreading
mnoge
many
otherbooksbesides.
Iwasratherliteraryincollege—one
godine
year
Iwroteaseriesof
vrlo
very
solemnandobviouseditorialsfor
na
the
YaleNews—andnowIwasgoingtobring
vratiti
back
allsuchthingsintomy
život
life
andbecomeagainthatmostlimitedofallspecialists,
na
the
“well-roundedman.”
Thisisn’t
samo
just
anepigram—lifeismuchmoresuccessfullylookedatfromasinglewindow,
nakon
after
all.
Itwasamatterofchance
da
that
Ishouldhaverented
je
a
houseinoneofthestrangestcommunitiesinNorthAmerica.
ItwasonthatslenderriotousislandwhichextendsitselfdueeastofNewYork—and
gdje
where
thereare,amongothernaturalcuriosities,
dvije
two
unusualformationsofland.
Twentymilesfrom
na
the
cityapairofenormouseggs,identicalincontour
i
and
separatedonlybyacourtesybay,jutoutinto
na
the
mostdomesticatedbodyofsalt
vode
water
intheWesternhemisphere,
na
the
greatwetbarnyardofLongIslandSound.
Theyarenotperfectovals—liketheeggintheColumbusstory,theyare
oboje
both
crushedflatatthecontactend—buttheirphysicalresemblance
mora
must
beasourceofperpetualwondertothegulls
koji
that
flyoverhead.
Tothewinglessamoreinterestingphenomenonistheirdissimilarityineveryparticularexceptshape
i
and
size.
IlivedatWestEgg,the—well,thelessfashionableofthetwo,
iako
though
thisisamostsuperficialtagtoexpressthebizarre
i
and
notalittlesinistercontrast
između
between
them.
Myhousewasattheverytipoftheegg,
samo
only
fiftyyardsfromthe
Zvuka
Sound
,andsqueezedbetweentwohugeplaces
koja
that
rentedfortwelveorfifteenthousand
je
a
season.
Theoneonmyrightwas
je
a
colossalaffairbyanystandard—itwas
je
a
factualimitationofsomeHôteldeVilleinNormandy,
s
with
atoweronone
strani
side
,spankingnewunderathinbeardofrawivy,
i
and
amarbleswimmingpool,
i
and
morethanfortyacresoflawn
i
and
garden.
ItwasGatsby’smansion.
Ili
Or
,rather,asIdidn’tknowMr.Gatsby,itwas
je
a
mansioninhabitedbyagentlemanofthat
imena
name
.
Myownhousewasaneyesore,
ali
but
itwasasmalleyesore,
i
and
ithadbeenoverlooked,soIhad
je
a
viewofthewater,
je
a
partialviewofmyneighbour’slawn,
i
and
theconsolingproximityofmillionaires—allforeightydollars
je
a
month.
AcrossthecourtesybaythewhitepalacesoffashionableEastEggglitteredalongthe
vodu
water
,andthehistoryofthesummer
stvarno
really
beginsontheeveningIdroveover
tamo
there
tohavedinnerwiththeTomBuchanans.
Daisywasmy
druga
second
cousinonceremoved,andI’dknownTomincollege.
I
And
justafterthewarIspent
dva
two
dayswiththeminChicago.
Her
suprug
husband
,amongvariousphysicalaccomplishments,hadbeenoneofthemostpowerfulendsthateverplayedfootballatNewHaven—anationalfigurein
je
a
way,oneofthosemenwhoreachsuchanacutelimitedexcellenceattwenty-onethat
sve
everything
afterwardsavoursofanticlimax.
His
obitelj
family
wereenormouslywealthy—evenincollegehisfreedom
s
with
moneywasamatterforreproach—but
sada
now
he’dleftChicagoandcomeEastin
je
a
fashionthatrathertookyourbreathaway:
forinstance,he’dbroughtdown
je
a
stringofpoloponiesfromLakeForest.
Itwas
teško
hard
torealizethata
čovjek
man
inmyowngenerationwaswealthy
dovoljno
enough
todothat.
WhytheycameEastIdon’t
znam
know
.
TheyhadspentayearinFrancefor
bez
no
particularreason,andthendrifted
ovdje
here
andthereunrestfullywherever
ljudi
people
playedpoloandwererich
zajedno
together
.
Thiswasapermanent
potez
move
,saidDaisyoverthetelephone,
ali
but
Ididn’tbelieveit—IhadnosightintoDaisy’s
srce
heart
,butIfeltthatTomwoulddriftonforeverseeking,
je
a
littlewistfully,forthedramaticturbulenceof
neke
some
irrecoverablefootballgame.
AndsoithappenedthatonawarmwindyeveningIdroveovertoEastEggtosee
dva
two
oldfriendswhomIscarcelyknewatall.
Their
kuća
house
wasevenmoreelaborate
nego
than
Iexpected,acheerfulred-and-whiteGeorgianColonialmansion,overlooking
na
the
bay.
Thelawnstartedatthebeach
i
and
rantowardsthefront
vratima
door
foraquarterof
je
a
mile,jumpingoversundials
i
and
brickwalksandburninggardens—finally
kada
when
itreachedthehousedriftingupthesideinbrightvinesasthoughfromthemomentumofitsrun.
The
prednji
front
wasbrokenbyalineofFrenchwindows,glowing
sada
now
withreflectedgoldandwideopentothewarmwindyafternoon,andTomBuchananinridingclotheswasstanding
s
with
hislegsapartonthe
prednji
front
porch.
Hehadchanged
od
since
hisNewHavenyears.
Sada
Now
hewasasturdystraw-haired
čovjek
man
ofthirty,witharatherhardmouth
i
and
asuperciliousmanner.
Twoshiningarroganteyeshadestablisheddominance
nad
over
hisfaceandgavehimtheappearanceof
uvijek
always
leaningaggressivelyforward.
Noteventheeffeminateswankofhisridingclothescouldhidetheenormouspowerofthatbody—heseemedtofillthoseglisteningboots
dok
until
hestrainedthetoplacing,
i
and
youcouldseea
veliki
great
packofmuscleshifting
kad
when
hisshouldermovedunderhisthincoat.
Itwas
je
a
bodycapableofenormousleverage—acruel
tijelo
body
.
Hisspeakingvoice,agruffhuskytenor,addedtotheimpressionoffractiousnessheconveyed.
Therewas
je
a
touchofpaternalcontemptin
ga
it
,eventowardpeopleheliked—andthereweremenatNewHaven
koji
who
hadhatedhisguts.
“Now,don’t
misliti
think
myopiniononthesemattersisfinal,”heseemedtosay,“just
zato što
because
I’mstrongerandmoreofa
muškarac
man
thanyouare.”
Wewereinthesameseniorsociety,
i
and
whilewewereneverintimateI
uvijek
always
hadtheimpressionthatheapprovedofme
i
and
wantedmetolikehim
s
with
someharsh,defiantwistfulnessofhisown.
Wetalkedfora
nekoliko
few
minutesonthesunnyporch.
“I’vegot
je
a
niceplacehere,”hesaid,hiseyesflashingaboutrestlessly.
Turningmearoundbyonearm,hemoved
je
a
broadflathandalong
na
the
frontvista,includinginitssweep
je
a
sunkenItaliangarden,a
pola
half
acreofdeep,pungentroses,
i
and
asnub-nosedmotorboatthatbumped
na
the
tideoffshore.
“ItbelongedtoDemaine,theoilman.”
Heturnedmearound
opet
again
,politelyandabruptly.
“We’llgoinside.”
Wewalked
kroz
through
ahighhallwayintoabrightrosy-colouredspace,fragilelyboundintothe
kuću
house
byFrenchwindowsateither
kraja
end
.
Thewindowswereajar
i
and
gleamingwhiteagainstthefreshgrass
vani
outside
thatseemedtogrow
je
a
littlewayintothe
kući
house
.
Abreezeblewthroughthe
sobu
room
,blewcurtainsinatone
kraju
end
andouttheotherlikepaleflags,twistingthemuptowardthefrostedwedding-cakeoftheceiling,andthenrippledoverthewine-colouredrug,making
je
a
shadowonitaswinddoesonthesea.
The
jedini
only
completelystationaryobjectinthe
sobi
room
wasanenormouscouchon
kojem
which
twoyoungwomenwerebuoyedupasthoughuponananchoredballoon.
Theywere
oboje
both
inwhite,andtheirdresseswereripplingandflutteringasiftheyhad
upravo
just
beenblownbackin
nakon
after
ashortflightaroundthe
kuće
house
.
Imusthavestoodfora
nekoliko
few
momentslisteningtothewhip
i
and
snapofthecurtains
i
and
thegroanofapictureonthewall.
Thentherewas
je
a
boomasTomBuchananshuttherearwindowsandthecaughtwinddiedout
oko
about
theroom,andthecurtainsandtherugsandthe
dvije
two
youngwomenballoonedslowlytothefloor.
Theyoungerofthetwowas
je
a
strangertome.
Shewasextended
punu
full
lengthatherendofthedivan,completelymotionless,
a
and
withherchinraised
je
a
little,asifshewerebalancing
nešto
something
onitwhichwas
vrlo
quite
likelytofall.
Ifshesawmeoutofthecornerofhereyesshegave
nijedan
no
hintofit—indeed,Iwas
gotovo
almost
surprisedintomurmuringanapologyforhavingdisturbedherbycoming
u
in
.
Theothergirl,Daisy,madeanattempttorise—sheleanedslightlyforward
sa
with
aconscientiousexpression—thenshelaughed,anabsurd,charminglittlelaugh,andIlaughed
također
too
andcameforwardintothe
sobu
room
.
“I’mp-paralysedwithhappiness.”
Shelaughed
opet
again
,asifshesaid
nešto
something
verywitty,andheldmy
ruku
hand
foramoment,lookingupintomy
lice
face
,promisingthattherewas
nema
no
oneintheworldshesomuchwantedto
vidjeti
see
.
Thatwasawayshehad.
Shehintedin
je
a
murmurthatthesurnameofthebalancing
djevojka
girl
wasBaker.
(I’vehearditsaidthatDaisy’smurmurwas
samo
only
tomakepeopleleantowardher;
anirrelevantcriticism
koja
that
madeitnolesscharming.)
Atanyrate,
Gđice
Miss
Baker’slipsfluttered,shenoddedatme
gotovo
almost
imperceptibly,andthenquicklytippedher
glavu
head
backagain—theobjectshewasbalancinghadobviouslytottered
je
a
littleandgivenher
nešto
something
ofafright.
Again
je
a
sortofapologyarosetomylips.
Gotovo
Almost
anyexhibitionofcompleteself-sufficiencydrawsastunnedtributefrom
mene
me
.
Ilookedbackatmycousin,whobegantoaskmequestionsinherlow,thrillingvoice.
Itwasthekindofvoicethattheearfollows
gore
up
anddown,asif
svaki
each
speechisanarrangementofnotesthatwill
nikada
never
beplayedagain.
Her
lice
face
wassadandlovely
s
with
brightthingsinit,brighteyes
i
and
abrightpassionatemouth,
ali
but
therewasanexcitementinhervoicethatmenwhohadcaredforherfounddifficultto
zaboraviti
forget
:
asingingcompulsion,awhispered“Listen,”
je
a
promisethatshehaddonegay,excitingthingsjust
je
a
whilesinceandthatthereweregay,excitingthingshoveringinthenext
satu
hour
.
ItoldherhowIhadstoppedoffinChicagofor
je
a
dayonmywayEast,
i
and
howadozenpeoplehadsenttheir
ljubav
love
throughme.
“Dotheymissme?”
shecriedecstatically.
“The
cijeli
whole
townisdesolate.
Allthecars
imaju
have
theleftrearwheelpainted
crno
black
asamourningwreath,
i
and
there’sapersistentwail
svi
all
nightalongthenorthshore.”
“Howgorgeous!
Let’sgoback,Tom.
Tomorrow!”
Thensheaddedirrelevantly:
“Yououghtto
vidjeti
see
thebaby.”
“I’dliketo.”
“She’sasleep.
She’s
tri
three
yearsold.
Haven’tyoueverseenher?”
“Never.”
“Well,yououghtto
vidjeti
see
her.
She’s—”.
TomBuchanan,
koji
who
hadbeenhoveringrestlesslyaboutthe
sobi
room
,stoppedandrestedhis
ruku
hand
onmyshoulder.
“Whatyoudoing,Nick?”
“I’mabondman.”
“Whowith?”
Itold
mu
him
.
“Neverheardofthem,”heremarkeddecisively.
Thisannoyed
me
me
.
“Youwill,”Iansweredshortly.
“Youwill
ako
if
youstayintheEast.”
“Oh,I’ll
ostati
stay
intheEast,don’tyouworry,”hesaid,glancingatDaisy
a
and
thenbackatme,asifhewerealertfor
nešto
something
more.
“I’dbeaGoddamnedfooltoliveanywhereelse.”
AtthispointMissBakersaid:
“Absolutely!”
withsuchsuddenness
to
that
Istarted—itwasthe
prva
first
wordshehaduttered
otkad
since
Icameintothe
sobu
room
.
Evidentlyitsurprisedherasmuchasitdid
mene
me
,forsheyawnedand
s
with
aseriesofrapid,deftmovementsstoodupintothe
sobu
room
.
“I’mstiff,”shecomplained,“I’vebeenlyingonthatsofaforaslongasIcanremember.”
“Don’t
gledaj
look
atme,”Daisyretorted,“I’vebeentryingtogetyoutoNewYorkallafternoon.”
“No,thanks,”saidMissBakertothe
četiri
four
cocktailsjustinfromthepantry.
“I’mabsolutelyintraining.”
Herhostlookedatherincredulously.
“Youare!”
Hetookdownhis
piće
drink
asifitwere
je
a
dropinthebottomof
je
a
glass.
“Howyoueverget
nešto
anything
doneisbeyondme.”
IlookedatMissBaker,wonderingwhatitwasshe“gotdone.”
Ienjoyedlookingat
nju
her
.
Shewasaslender,small-breasted
djevojka
girl
,withanerectcarriage,whichsheaccentuatedbythrowingherbodybackwardattheshoulders
kao
like
ayoungcadet.
Hergreysun-strainedeyeslooked
natrag
back
atmewithpolitereciprocalcuriosityoutofawan,charming,discontented
lice
face
.
Itoccurredtome
sada
now
thatIhadseenher,
ili
or
apictureofher,somewhere
prije
before
.
“YouliveinWestEgg,”sheremarkedcontemptuously.
“Iknow
nekoga
somebody
there.”
“Idon’tknowasingle—”.
“You
mora
must
knowGatsby.”
“Gatsby?”
demandedDaisy.
“WhatGatsby?”
Prije
Before
Icouldreplythathewasmyneighbourdinnerwasannounced;
wedginghistensearmimperatively
ispod
under
mine,TomBuchanancompelledmefrom
na
the
roomasthoughheweremoving
je
a
checkertoanothersquare.
Slenderly,languidly,theirhandssetlightlyontheirhips,the
dvije
two
youngwomenprecededusoutontoarosy-colouredporch,opentowardthesunset,
gdje
where
fourcandlesflickeredonthetableinthediminishedwind.
“Whycandles?”
objectedDaisy,frowning.
Shesnappedthemoutwithherfingers.
“In
dva
two
weeksit’llbethelongest
dan
day
intheyear.”
Shelookedatus
sve
all
radiantly.
“Doyoualwayswatchforthelongest
dan
day
oftheyearandthenmiss
ga
it
?
Ialwayswatchforthelongest
dan
day
intheyearandthenmissit.”
“Weoughttoplansomething,”yawnedMissBaker,sittingdownatthetableasifsheweregettingintobed.
“Allright,”saidDaisy.
“What’llweplan?”
Sheturnedtomehelplessly:
“Whatdo
ljudi
people
plan?”
BeforeIcould
odgovoriti
answer
hereyesfastenedwithanawedexpressiononherlittlefinger.
“Look!”
shecomplained;
“Ihurtit.”
We
svi
all
looked—theknucklewasblack
i
and
blue.
“Youdidit,Tom,”shesaidaccusingly.
“I
znam
know
youdidn’tmeanto,
ali
but
youdiddoit.
That’swhatIgetformarryingabruteofaman,agreat,big,hulkingphysicalspecimenofa—”.
“Ihatethat
riječ
word
‘hulking,’ ”objectedTomcrossly,“eveninkidding.”
“Hulking,”insistedDaisy.
Ponekad
Sometimes
sheandMissBakertalkedatonce,unobtrusively
i
and
withabanteringinconsequence
koja
that
wasneverquitechatter,
koja
that
wasascoolastheirwhitedresses
i
and
theirimpersonaleyesintheabsenceofalldesire.
Theywere
ovdje
here
,andtheyacceptedTom
i
and
me,makingonlyapolitepleasantefforttoentertain
ili
or
tobeentertained.
Theyknew
da
that
presentlydinnerwouldbeoveranda
malo
little
latertheeveningtoowouldbeoverandcasuallyputaway.
ItwassharplydifferentfromtheWest,
gdje
where
aneveningwashurriedfromphasetophasetowardsitsclose,in
je
a
continuallydisappointedanticipationorelseinsheernervousdreadofthemomentitself.
“Youmakemefeeluncivilized,Daisy,”Iconfessedonmysecondglassofcorky
ali
but
ratherimpressiveclaret.
“Can’tyou
pričati
talk
aboutcropsorsomething?”
Imeant
ništa
nothing
inparticularbythisremark,
ali
but
itwastakenupinanunexpected
način
way
.
“Civilization’sgoingtopieces,”brokeoutTomviolently.
“I’vegottentobeaterriblepessimistaboutthings.
HaveyoureadTheRiseoftheColouredEmpiresby
ovog
this
manGoddard?”
“Why,no,”Ianswered,rathersurprisedbyhistone.
“Well,it’s
je
a
finebook,andeverybodyoughttoread
to
it
.
Theideaisifwedon’tlookoutthewhiterace
će
will
be—willbeutterlysubmerged.
It’s
sve
all
scientificstuff;
it’sbeenproved.”