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I
Inmyyounger
und
and
morevulnerableyearsmy
vater
father
gavemesomeadvicethatI’vebeenturningoverinmy
kopf
mind
eversince.
“Wheneveryoufeellikecriticizinganyone,”he
sagte
told
me,“justrememberthat
alle
all
thepeopleinthis
welt
world
haven’thadtheadvantages
dass
that
you’vehad.”
Hedidn’tsayany
mehr
more
,butwe’vealwaysbeenunusuallycommunicativeinareservedway,
und
and
Iunderstoodthathe
meinte
meant
agreatdealmore
als
than
that.
Inconsequence,I’minclinedtoreserve
alle
all
judgements,ahabitthathasopenedup
viele
many
curiousnaturestome
und
and
alsomademethevictimofnot
eine
a
fewveteranbores.
Theabnormal
verstand
mind
isquicktodetect
und
and
attachitselftothisquality
wenn
when
itappearsinanormalperson,
und
and
soitcameabout
so
that
incollegeIwasunjustlyaccusedofbeing
ein
a
politician,becauseIwasprivytothesecretgriefsofwild,unknownmen.
Meisten
Most
oftheconfidenceswereunsought—frequentlyIhavefeigned
schlaf
sleep
,preoccupation,orahostilelevity
als
when
Irealizedbysomeunmistakablesign
dass
that
anintimaterevelationwasquiveringon
die
the
horizon;
fortheintimaterevelationsofyoungmen,oratleast
die
the
termsinwhichtheyexpressthem,areusuallyplagiaristic
und
and
marredbyobvioussuppressions.
Reservingjudgementsis
eine
a
matterofinfinitehope.
Iam
immer noch
still
alittleafraidof
verpassen
missing
somethingifIforget
dass
that
,asmyfathersnobbishlysuggested,
und
and
Isnobbishlyrepeat,asenseofthefundamentaldecenciesisparcelledoutunequallyatbirth.
Und
And
,afterboastingthiswayofmytolerance,Icometotheadmission
dass
that
ithasalimit.
Conduct
kann
may
befoundedonthehardrockor
den
the
wetmarshes,butafteracertain
punkt
point
Idon’tcarewhatit’sfounded
auf
on
.
WhenIcamebackfromtheEastlastautumnIfelt
dass
that
Iwantedtheworldtobeinuniform
und
and
atasortofmoralattentionforever;
Iwantedno
mehr
more
riotousexcursionswithprivilegedglimpsesinto
das
the
humanheart.
OnlyGatsby,the
mann
man
whogiveshisnametothis
buch
book
,wasexemptfrommyreaction—Gatsby,whorepresented
alles
everything
forwhichIhave
eine
an
unaffectedscorn.
Ifpersonalityisanunbrokenseriesofsuccessfulgestures,thentherewassomethinggorgeousabout
ihm
him
,someheightenedsensitivityto
die
the
promisesoflife,as
wenn
if
hewererelatedtooneofthoseintricatemachinesthatregisterearthquakestenthousandmiles
entfernt
away
.
Thisresponsivenesshadnothingto
tun
do
withthatflabbyimpressionabilitywhichisdignified
unter
under
thenameofthe“creativetemperament”—itwasanextraordinarygiftfor
hoffnung
hope
,aromanticreadinesssuchasIhave
nie
never
foundinanyotherperson
und
and
whichitisnotlikelyIshallever
finden
find
again.
No—Gatsbyturnedoutallrightatthe
ende
end
;
itiswhatpreyedonGatsby,whatfouldustfloatedinthewakeofhisdreamsthattemporarily
geschlossen
closed
outmyinterestintheabortivesorrows
und
and
short-windedelationsofmen.
My
familie
family
havebeenprominent,well-to-dopeoplein
dieser
this
MiddleWesterncityfor
drei
three
generations.
TheCarrawaysare
etwas
something
ofaclan,andwe
haben
have
atraditionthatwe’redescendedfromtheDukesofBuccleuch,
aber
but
theactualfounderofmy
linie
line
wasmygrandfather’sbrother,who
kam
came
hereinfifty-one,sentasubstitutetotheCivilWar,
und
and
startedthewholesalehardwarebusinessthatmy
vater
father
carriesontoday.
I
nie
never
sawthisgreat-uncle,butI’msupposedtolooklikehim—withspecialreferenceto
das
the
ratherhard-boiledpaintingthathangsinfather’s
büro
office
.
IgraduatedfromNewHavenin1915,
nur
just
aquarterofacentury
nach
after
myfather,anda
etwas
little
laterIparticipatedinthatdelayedTeutonicmigrationknownastheGreat
Krieg
War
.
Ienjoyedthecounter-raidsothoroughlythatIcamebackrestless.
Insteadofbeingthewarmcentreofthe
welt
world
,theMiddleWestnowseemedliketheraggededgeoftheuniverse—soIdecidedto
gehen
go
Eastandlearnthebondbusiness.
Alle
Everybody
Iknewwasin
die
the
bondbusiness,soIsupposedit
könnte
could
supportonemoresingle
mann
man
.
Allmyauntsandunclestalkeditoverasiftheywerechoosing
eine
a
prepschoolforme,
und
and
finallysaid,“Why—ye-es,”with
sehr
very
grave,hesitantfaces.
Fatheragreedtofinancemefor
ein
a
year,andaftervariousdelaysI
kam
came
East,permanently,Ithought,inthespringoftwenty-two.
Thepracticalthingwasto
finden
find
roomsinthecity,
aber
but
itwasawarmseason,
und
and
Ihadjustlefta
land
country
ofwidelawnsandfriendlytrees,so
als
when
ayoungmanatthe
büro
office
suggestedthatwetakea
haus
house
togetherinacommutingtown,it
klang
sounded
likeagreatidea.
Hefoundthe
haus
house
,aweather-beatencardboardbungalowateightyamonth,
aber
but
atthelastminutethefirmorderedhimtoWashington,
und
and
Iwentouttothe
land
country
alone.
Ihadadog—atleastIhadhimfora
paar
few
daysuntilheranaway—andanoldDodge
und
and
aFinnishwoman,whomademy
bett
bed
andcookedbreakfastandmutteredFinnishwisdomtoherself
über
over
theelectricstove.
Itwaslonelyfor
ein
a
dayorsountilonemorningsome
mann
man
,morerecentlyarrivedthan
Ich
I
,stoppedmeontheroad.
“HowdoyougettoWestEggvillage?”
he
fragte
asked
helplessly.
Itoldhim.
Und
And
asIwalkedonIwaslonely
nicht
no
longer.
Iwasaguide,apathfinder,anoriginalsettler.
Hehadcasuallyconferredonmethefreedomoftheneighbourhood.
Und
And
sowiththesunshine
und
and
thegreatburstsofleavesgrowingonthetrees,justasthingsgrowinfastmovies,Ihadthatfamiliarconvictionthat
leben
life
wasbeginningoveragainwiththesummer.
Therewasso
viel
much
toread,foronething,
und
and
somuchfinehealthtobepulleddown
aus
out
oftheyoungbreath-giving
luft
air
.
Iboughtadozenvolumesonbanking
und
and
creditandinvestmentsecurities,
und
and
theystoodonmyshelfin
rot
red
andgoldlikenew
geld
money
fromthemint,promisingtounfoldtheshiningsecretsthat
nur
only
MidasandMorganandMaecenasknew.
Und
And
Ihadthehighintentionofreading
viele
many
otherbooksbesides.
Iwasratherliteraryincollege—oneyearIwrote
eine
a
seriesofverysolemn
und
and
obviouseditorialsfortheYaleNews—and
jetzt
now
Iwasgoingtobringback
aller
all
suchthingsintomy
leben
life
andbecomeagainthatmostlimitedof
aller
all
specialists,the“well-roundedman.”
Thisisn’t
nur
just
anepigram—lifeismuchmoresuccessfullylookedatfromasinglewindow,afterall.
Itwasamatterofchance
dass
that
Ishouldhaverenteda
haus
house
inoneofthestrangestcommunitiesinNorthAmerica.
ItwasonthatslenderriotousislandwhichextendsitselfdueeastofNewYork—and
wo
where
thereare,amongothernaturalcuriosities,
zwei
two
unusualformationsofland.
Twentymilesfromthe
stadt
city
apairofenormouseggs,identicalincontour
und
and
separatedonlybyacourtesybay,jutoutintothe
meisten
most
domesticatedbodyofsaltwaterintheWesternhemisphere,thegreatwetbarnyardofLongIslandSound.
Theyarenotperfectovals—liketheeggintheColumbus
geschichte
story
,theyarebothcrushedflatatthecontactend—buttheirphysicalresemblance
muss
must
beasourceofperpetualwondertothegullsthatflyoverhead.
To
die
the
winglessamoreinterestingphenomenonistheirdissimilarityineveryparticularexceptshape
und
and
size.
IlivedatWestEgg,the—well,thelessfashionableofthetwo,
obwohl
though
thisisamostsuperficialtagtoexpressthebizarre
und
and
notalittlesinistercontrast
zwischen
between
them.
Myhousewasattheverytipoftheegg,
nur
only
fiftyyardsfromtheSound,
und
and
squeezedbetweentwohugeplacesthatrentedfortwelveorfifteenthousandaseason.
Theoneonmyrightwasacolossalaffairbyanystandard—itwasafactualimitationofsomeHôteldeVilleinNormandy,withatoweronone
seite
side
,spankingnewunderathinbeardofrawivy,
und
and
amarbleswimmingpool,
und
and
morethanfortyacresoflawn
und
and
garden.
ItwasGatsby’smansion.
Or,rather,asIdidn’tknowMr.Gatsby,itwas
eine
a
mansioninhabitedbyagentlemanofthatname.
Myown
haus
house
wasaneyesore,butitwasasmalleyesore,
und
and
ithadbeenoverlooked,soIhadaviewofthe
wasser
water
,apartialviewofmyneighbour’slawn,
und
and
theconsolingproximityofmillionaires—allforeightydollarsamonth.
AcrossthecourtesybaythewhitepalacesoffashionableEastEggglittered
entlang
along
thewater,andthehistoryofthesummer
wirklich
really
beginsontheeveningI
fuhr
drove
overtheretohavedinnerwiththeTomBuchanans.
Daisywasmy
zweite
second
cousinonceremoved,andI’dknownTomincollege.
Und
And
justafterthewarIspent
zwei
two
dayswiththeminChicago.
Her
mann
husband
,amongvariousphysicalaccomplishments,hadbeenoneofthemostpowerfulendsthateverplayedfootballatNewHaven—anationalfigureina
weise
way
,oneofthosemenwhoreachsuchanacutelimitedexcellenceattwenty-onethat
alles
everything
afterwardsavoursofanticlimax.
His
familie
family
wereenormouslywealthy—evenincollegehisfreedomwith
geld
money
wasamatterforreproach—but
jetzt
now
he’dleftChicagoandcomeEastin
eine
a
fashionthatrathertookyourbreathaway:
forinstance,he’dbroughtdown
eine
a
stringofpoloponiesfromLakeForest.
Itwas
schwer
hard
torealizethata
mann
man
inmyowngenerationwaswealthy
genug
enough
todothat.
Whythey
kamen
came
EastIdon’tknow.
Theyhadspent
ein
a
yearinFrancefornoparticular
grund
reason
,andthendriftedhere
und
and
thereunrestfullywhereverpeopleplayedpolo
und
and
wererichtogether.
Thiswas
ein
a
permanentmove,saidDaisyoverthetelephone,
aber
but
Ididn’tbelieveit—Ihad
nicht
no
sightintoDaisy’sheart,
aber
but
IfeltthatTom
würde
would
driftonforeverseeking,
ein
a
littlewistfully,forthedramaticturbulenceofsomeirrecoverablefootballgame.
Und
And
soithappenedthatonawarmwindyeveningI
fuhr
drove
overtoEastEggto
sehen
see
twooldfriendswhomIscarcelyknewatall.
Their
haus
house
wasevenmoreelaborate
als
than
Iexpected,acheerfulred-and-whiteGeorgianColonialmansion,overlooking
die
the
bay.
Thelawnstartedatthebeach
und
and
rantowardsthefrontdoorfor
eine
a
quarterofamile,jumping
über
over
sundialsandbrickwalks
und
and
burninggardens—finallywhenitreachedthe
haus
house
driftingupthesideinbrightvinesasthoughfromthemomentumofitsrun.
The
vorderseite
front
wasbrokenbyalineofFrenchwindows,glowing
nun
now
withreflectedgoldandwide
offen
open
tothewarmwindyafternoon,
und
and
TomBuchananinridingclotheswasstandingwithhislegsapartonthe
vorderseite
front
porch.
Hehadchanged
seit
since
hisNewHavenyears.
Jetzt
Now
hewasasturdystraw-haired
mann
man
ofthirty,witharatherhardmouth
und
and
asuperciliousmanner.
Twoshiningarroganteyeshadestablisheddominance
über
over
hisfaceandgavehimtheappearanceofalwaysleaningaggressivelyforward.
Noteven
die
the
effeminateswankofhisridingclothes
konnte
could
hidetheenormouspowerofthatbody—heseemedtofillthoseglisteningbootsuntilhestrained
die
the
toplacing,andyou
konnte
could
seeagreatpackofmuscleshifting
als
when
hisshouldermovedunderhisthincoat.
Itwasa
körper
body
capableofenormousleverage—acruel
körper
body
.
Hisspeakingvoice,agruffhuskytenor,addedtotheimpressionoffractiousnessheconveyed.
Therewasatouchofpaternalcontemptin
es
it
,eventowardpeopleheliked—andthereweremenatNewHavenwhohad
gehasst
hated
hisguts.
“Now,don’t
glaube
think
myopiniononthesemattersisfinal,”heseemedto
sagen
say
,“justbecauseI’mstronger
und
and
moreofaman
als
than
youare.”
Wewerein
den
the
sameseniorsociety,andwhilewewere
nie
never
intimateIalwayshad
den
the
impressionthatheapprovedofme
und
and
wantedmetolikehimwithsomeharsh,defiantwistfulnessofhisown.
Wetalkedfor
ein
a
fewminutesonthesunnyporch.
“I’vegot
eine
a
niceplacehere,”hesaid,hiseyesflashingaboutrestlessly.
Turningmearoundbyonearm,he
bewegte
moved
abroadflathand
entlang
along
thefrontvista,includinginitssweepasunkenItaliangarden,ahalfacreofdeep,pungentroses,
und
and
asnub-nosedmotorboatthatbumpedthetideoffshore.
“ItbelongedtoDemaine,theoilman.”
Heturnedmearound
wieder
again
,politelyandabruptly.
“We’ll
gehen
go
inside.”
Wewalkedthroughahighhallwayintoabrightrosy-colouredspace,fragilelyboundinto
das
the
housebyFrenchwindowsateitherend.
Thewindowswereajar
und
and
gleamingwhiteagainstthefreshgrass
draußen
outside
thatseemedtogrow
ein
a
littlewayintothe
haus
house
.
Abreezeblewthroughthe
raum
room
,blewcurtainsinatone
ende
end
andouttheotherlikepaleflags,twistingthem
nach oben
up
towardthefrostedwedding-cakeoftheceiling,
und
and
thenrippledoverthewine-colouredrug,makingashadowonitaswind
macht
does
onthesea.
The
einzige
only
completelystationaryobjectinthe
raum
room
wasanenormouscouchonwhich
zwei
two
youngwomenwerebuoyedupasthoughupon
eine
an
anchoredballoon.
Theywere
beide
both
inwhite,andtheirdresseswererippling
und
and
flutteringasiftheyhad
gerade
just
beenblownbackin
nach
after
ashortflightaround
das
the
house.
Imusthavestoodfor
ein
a
fewmomentslisteningto
der
the
whipandsnapof
der
the
curtainsandthegroanof
ein
a
pictureonthewall.
ThentherewasaboomasTomBuchanan
schloss
shut
therearwindowsandthecaughtwinddiedoutaboutthe
raum
room
,andthecurtainsandtherugs
und
and
thetwoyoungwomenballoonedslowlytothefloor.
Theyoungerofthetwowas
ein
a
strangertome.
Shewasextendedfulllengthather
ende
end
ofthedivan,completelymotionless,
und
and
withherchinraised
ein
a
little,asifshewerebalancingsomethingonitwhichwasquitelikelyto
fallen
fall
.
Ifshesawme
aus
out
ofthecornerofhereyesshegavenohintofit—indeed,Iwas
fast
almost
surprisedintomurmuringanapologyforhavingdisturbedherbycoming
in
in
.
Theothergirl,Daisy,madeanattempttorise—sheleanedslightlyforwardwithaconscientiousexpression—thenshelaughed,anabsurd,charminglittlelaugh,
und
and
Ilaughedtooand
kam
came
forwardintotheroom.
“I’mp-paralysedwithhappiness.”
Shelaughed
wieder
again
,asifshesaid
etwas
something
verywitty,andheldmy
hand
hand
foramoment,lookingupintomy
gesicht
face
,promisingthattherewasnooneinthe
welt
world
shesomuchwantedto
sehen
see
.
Thatwasawayshehad.
Shehintedinamurmur
dass
that
thesurnameofthebalancinggirlwasBaker.
(I’vehearditsaid
dass
that
Daisy’smurmurwasonlytomake
leute
people
leantowardher;
anirrelevantcriticismthatmadeit
nicht
no
lesscharming.)
Atanyrate,MissBaker’slipsfluttered,shenoddedatme
fast
almost
imperceptibly,andthenquicklytippedher
kopf
head
backagain—theobjectshewasbalancinghadobviouslytottered
ein
a
littleandgivenhersomethingof
ein
a
fright.
Againasortofapologyarosetomylips.
Fast
Almost
anyexhibitionofcompleteself-sufficiencydraws
eine
a
stunnedtributefromme.
Ilooked
zurück
back
atmycousin,whobegantoaskmequestionsinherlow,thrillingvoice.
Itwasthe
art
kind
ofvoicethattheear
folgt
follows
upanddown,as
ob
if
eachspeechisanarrangementofnotesthat
werden
will
neverbeplayedagain.
Her
gesicht
face
wassadandlovelywithbrightthingsin
es
it
,brighteyesandabrightpassionatemouth,
aber
but
therewasanexcitementinhervoicethatmenwhohadcaredforherfounddifficultto
vergessen
forget
:
asingingcompulsion,awhispered“Listen,”
ein
a
promisethatshehad
getan
done
gay,excitingthingsjust
ein
a
whilesinceandthatthereweregay,excitingthingshoveringin
der
the
nexthour.
ItoldherhowIhad
angehalten
stopped
offinChicagofor
ein
a
dayonmywayEast,
und
and
howadozenpeoplehad
geschickt
sent
theirlovethroughme.
“Dotheymissme?”
shecriedecstatically.
“The
ganze
whole
townisdesolate.
Allthecars
haben
have
theleftrearwheelpainted
schwarz
black
asamourningwreath,
und
and
there’sapersistentwail
alle
all
nightalongthenorthshore.”
“Howgorgeous!
Let’s
gehen
go
back,Tom.
Tomorrow!”
Thensheaddedirrelevantly:
“Yououghtto
sehen
see
thebaby.”
“I’dliketo.”
“She’sasleep.
She’s
drei
three
yearsold.
Haven’tyouever
gesehen
seen
her?”
“Never.”
“Well,yououghtto
sehen
see
her.
She’s—”.
TomBuchanan,whohadbeenhoveringrestlesslyabout
der
the
room,stoppedandrestedhis
hand
hand
onmyshoulder.
“Whatyou
machst
doing
,Nick?”
“I’mabondman.”
“Whowith?”
I
gesagt
told
him.
“Neverheardofthem,”heremarkeddecisively.
Thisannoyed
mich
me
.
“Youwill,”Iansweredshortly.
“You
werden
will
ifyoustayin
das
the
East.”
“Oh,I’llstayintheEast,don’tyouworry,”hesaid,glancingatDaisy
und
and
thenbackatme,asifhewerealertfor
etwas
something
more.
“I’dbeaGoddamnedfoolto
leben
live
anywhereelse.”
Atthis
punkt
point
MissBakersaid:
“Absolutely!”
withsuchsuddenness
dass
that
Istarted—itwasthe
erste
first
wordshehaduttered
seit
since
Icameintothe
raum
room
.
Evidentlyitsurprisedherasmuchasitdid
mich
me
,forsheyawnedandwithaseriesofrapid,deftmovementsstood
auf
up
intotheroom.
“I’mstiff,”shecomplained,“I’vebeen
liege
lying
onthatsofaforaslongasI
kann
can
remember.”
“Don’tlookatme,”Daisyretorted,“I’vebeen
versucht
trying
togetyoutoNewYorkallafternoon.”
“No,thanks,”saidMissBakertothe
vier
four
cocktailsjustinfromthepantry.
“I’mabsolutelyintraining.”
Herhostlookedatherincredulously.
“Youare!”
Hetookdownhis
getränk
drink
asifitwere
ein
a
dropinthebottomof
ein
a
glass.
“Howyoueverget
irgendetwas
anything
doneisbeyondme.”
IlookedatMissBaker,wonderingwhatitwasshe“gotdone.”
Ienjoyedlookingather.
Shewasaslender,small-breasted
mädchen
girl
,withanerectcarriage,whichsheaccentuatedbythrowingherbodybackwardattheshoulderslikeayoungcadet.
Hergreysun-strainedeyeslookedbackatmewithpolitereciprocalcuriosity
aus
out
ofawan,charming,discontented
gesicht
face
.
Itoccurredtome
jetzt
now
thatIhadseen
ihr
her
,orapictureof
ihr
her
,somewherebefore.
“YouliveinWestEgg,”sheremarkedcontemptuously.
“Iknow
jemanden
somebody
there.”
“Idon’tknowasingle—”.
“You
müssen
must
knowGatsby.”
“Gatsby?”
demandedDaisy.
“WhatGatsby?”
Bevor
Before
Icouldreplythathewasmyneighbour
abendessen
dinner
wasannounced;
wedginghistensearmimperatively
unter
under
mine,TomBuchanancompelledmefromthe
raum
room
asthoughhewere
bewegen
moving
acheckertoanothersquare.
Slenderly,languidly,theirhandssetlightlyontheirhips,thetwoyoungwomenprecededusoutonto
eine
a
rosy-colouredporch,opentowardthesunset,
wo
where
fourcandlesflickeredonthetableinthediminishedwind.
“Whycandles?”
objectedDaisy,frowning.
Shesnappedthemoutwithherfingers.
“In
zwei
two
weeksit’llbethelongest
tag
day
intheyear.”
Shelookedatus
alle
all
radiantly.
“Doyoualwayswatchfor
den
the
longestdayoftheyear
und
and
thenmissit?
Ialwayswatchfor
den
the
longestdayintheyear
und
and
thenmissit.”
“Weoughttoplansomething,”yawnedMissBaker,sittingdownat
den
the
tableasifsheweregettinginto
bett
bed
.
“Allright,”saidDaisy.
“What’llweplan?”
She
wandte
turned
tomehelplessly:
“Whatdo
leute
people
plan?”
BeforeIcouldanswerhereyesfastenedwithanawedexpressiononherlittlefinger.
“Look!”
shecomplained;
“I
verletzt
hurt
it.”
Wealllooked—theknucklewas
schwarz
black
andblue.
“Youdid
es
it
,Tom,”shesaidaccusingly.
“Iknowyoudidn’tmeanto,
aber
but
youdiddoit.
That’swhatI
bekomme
get
formarryingabruteof
ein
a
man,agreat,big,hulkingphysicalspecimenofa—”.
“I
hasse
hate
thatword‘hulking,’ ”objectedTomcrossly,“eveninkidding.”
“Hulking,”insistedDaisy.
Manchmal
Sometimes
sheandMissBakertalkedat
einmal
once
,unobtrusivelyandwithabanteringinconsequence
so
that
wasneverquitechatter,
so
that
wasascoolastheirwhitedresses
und
and
theirimpersonaleyesin
die
the
absenceofalldesire.
Theywere
hier
here
,andtheyacceptedTom
und
and
me,makingonlyapolitepleasantefforttoentertainortobeentertained.
Theyknewthatpresently
abendessen
dinner
wouldbeoveranda
etwas
little
latertheeveningtoowouldbeover
und
and
casuallyputaway.
ItwassharplydifferentfromtheWest,
wo
where
aneveningwashurriedfromphasetophasetowardsitsclose,inacontinuallydisappointedanticipationorelseinsheernervousdreadofthe
moment
moment
itself.
“Youmakemefeeluncivilized,Daisy,”Iconfessedonmysecondglassofcorky
aber
but
ratherimpressiveclaret.
“Can’tyou
reden
talk
aboutcropsorsomething?”
I
meinte
meant
nothinginparticularby
dieser
this
remark,butitwastaken
auf
up
inanunexpectedway.
“Civilization’sgoingtopieces,”broke
aus
out
Tomviolently.
“I’vegottentobeaterriblepessimistaboutthings.
Haben
Have
youreadTheRiseoftheColouredEmpiresbythis
mann
man
Goddard?”
“Why,no,”Ianswered,rathersurprisedbyhistone.
“Well,it’s
ein
a
finebook,andeverybodyoughtto
lesen
read
it.
Theideais
wenn
if
wedon’tlookout
die
the
whiteracewillbe—willbeutterlysubmerged.
It’sallscientific
zeug
stuff
;
it’sbeenproved.”