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The Great Gatsby | Progressively Translated Polish A1 Books

The Great Gatsby | Progressively Translated Polish A1 Books

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I
Inmyyounger
i
andmorevulnerableyearsmy
ojciec
fathergavemesomeadvicethatI’vebeenturningoverinmymindever
od
since.
“Wheneveryoufeellikecriticizinganyone,”he
powiedział
toldme,“justrememberthatallthepeoplein
tym
thisworldhaven’thadtheadvantages
że
thatyou’vehad.”
Hedidn’t
powiedział
sayanymore,butwe’ve
zawsze
alwaysbeenunusuallycommunicativeinareserved
sposób
way,andIunderstoodthathemeantagreatdeal
więcej
morethanthat.
Inconsequence,I’minclinedtoreserve
wszystkie
alljudgements,ahabitthathasopenedup
wiele
manycuriousnaturestome
a
andalsomademethevictimofnotafewveteranbores.
Theabnormal
umysł
mindisquicktodetect
i
andattachitselftothisquality
gdy
whenitappearsinanormal
osobie
person,andsoitcame
o
aboutthatincollegeIwasunjustlyaccusedofbeingapolitician,
ponieważ
becauseIwasprivytothesecretgriefsofwild,unknownmen.
Większość
Mostoftheconfidenceswereunsought—frequentlyIhavefeigned
sen
sleep,preoccupation,orahostilelevity
gdy
whenIrealizedbysomeunmistakablesign
że
thatanintimaterevelationwasquiveringonthehorizon;
fortheintimaterevelationsof
młodych
youngmen,oratleastthetermsinwhichtheyexpress
je
them,areusuallyplagiaristicandmarredbyobvioussuppressions.
Reservingjudgementsisa
kwestia
matterofinfinitehope.
Iamstilla
trochę
littleafraidofmissingsomething
jeśli
ifIforgetthat,asmy
ojciec
fathersnobbishlysuggested,andIsnobbishlyrepeat,asenseofthefundamentaldecenciesisparcelled
się
outunequallyatbirth.
And,
po
afterboastingthiswayofmytolerance,Icometotheadmission
że
thatithasalimit.
Conduct
może
maybefoundedonthehardrock
lub
orthewetmarshes,but
po
afteracertainpointIdon’tcarewhatit’sfounded
na
on.
WhenIcamebackfromtheEastlastautumnI
czułem
feltthatIwantedtheworldtobeinuniform
i
andatasortofmoralattentionforever;
Iwanted
nie
nomoreriotousexcursionswithprivilegedglimpsesintothehuman
serce
heart.
OnlyGatsby,themanwhogiveshis
nazwę
nametothisbook,wasexemptfrommyreaction—Gatsby,whorepresented
wszystko
everythingforwhichIhaveanunaffectedscorn.
Jeśli
Ifpersonalityisanunbrokenseriesofsuccessfulgestures,thentherewas
coś
somethinggorgeousabouthim,someheightenedsensitivitytothepromisesof
życia
life,asifhewererelatedto
jedną
oneofthoseintricatemachines
które
thatregisterearthquakestenthousandmilesaway.
Ta
Thisresponsivenesshadnothingtodowiththatflabbyimpressionabilitywhichisdignified
pod
underthenameofthe“creativetemperament”—itwasanextraordinarygiftfor
nadziei
hope,aromanticreadinesssuchasI
miała
haveneverfoundinanyother
osobie
personandwhichitisnotlikelyIshalleverfindagain.
No—Gatsbyturned
się
outallrightatthe
końcu
end;
itiswhatpreyedonGatsby,whatfouldustfloatedin
ten
thewakeofhisdreams
który
thattemporarilyclosedoutmyinterestin
ten
theabortivesorrowsandshort-windedelationsofmen.
Myfamilyhavebeenprominent,well-to-dopeoplein
tym
thisMiddleWesterncityfor
trzech
threegenerations.
TheCarrawaysare
czymś
somethingofaclan,andwe
mamy
haveatraditionthatwe’redescendedfromtheDukesofBuccleuch,
ale
buttheactualfounderofmy
linii
linewasmygrandfather’sbrother,whocame
tu
hereinfifty-one,sentasubstitutetotheCivil
Wojny
War,andstartedthewholesalehardwarebusinessthatmy
ojciec
fathercarriesontoday.
I
nigdy nie
neversawthisgreat-uncle,butI’msupposedto
wyglądać
looklikehim—withspecialreferencetotheratherhard-boiledpainting
który
thathangsinfather’soffice.
IgraduatedfromNewHavenin1915,
zaledwie
justaquarterofacentury
po
aftermyfather,andalittle
później
laterIparticipatedinthatdelayedTeutonicmigrationknownastheGreat
Wojna
War.
Ienjoyedthecounter-raidsothoroughly
że
thatIcamebackrestless.
Insteadofbeingthewarmcentreofthe
świata
world,theMiddleWestnowseemedliketheraggededgeoftheuniverse—soIdecidedtogoEast
i
andlearnthebondbusiness.
Wszyscy
EverybodyIknewwasinthebondbusiness,soIsupposeditcouldsupportonemoresingleman.
Wszystkie
Allmyauntsanduncles
rozmawiali
talkeditoverasiftheywerechoosingaprepschoolfor
mnie
me,andfinallysaid,“Why—ye-es,”
z
withverygrave,hesitantfaces.
Ojciec
Fatheragreedtofinancemefora
rok
year,andaftervariousdelaysI
przyszedłem
cameEast,permanently,Ithought,inthespringoftwenty-two.
Thepracticalthingwastofindroomsinthecity,
ale
butitwasawarmseason,andIhadjust
opuściłem
leftacountryofwidelawnsandfriendlytrees,so
kiedy
whenayoungmanattheofficesuggestedthatwe
wzięli
takeahousetogetherinacommutingtown,itsounded
jak
likeagreatidea.
He
znalazł
foundthehouse,aweather-beatencardboardbungalowateightyamonth,
ale
butatthelastminutethefirmorderedhimtoWashington,
a
andIwentouttothecountry
sam
alone.
Ihadadog—atleastI
miałem
hadhimforafewdays
dopóki
untilheranaway—andanoldDodge
i
andaFinnishwoman,whomademy
łóżko
bedandcookedbreakfastandmutteredFinnishwisdomtoherself
nad
overtheelectricstove.
Itwaslonelyfora
dzień
dayorsountilone
ranka
morningsomeman,morerecentlyarrived
niż
thanI,stoppedmeontheroad.
“Howdoyou
dostać
gettoWestEggvillage?”
he
zapytał
askedhelplessly.
Itoldhim.
I
AndasIwalkedonIwaslonely
nie
nolonger.
Iwasaguide,apathfinder,anoriginalsettler.
Hehadcasuallyconferredonmethefreedomoftheneighbourhood.
I
Andsowiththesunshine
i
andthegreatburstsofleavesgrowingonthetrees,justasthingsgrowinfastmovies,I
miałem
hadthatfamiliarconvictionthatlifewasbeginningoveragainwiththesummer.
Therewasso
wiele
muchtoread,foronething,
i
andsomuchfinehealthtobepulleddownoutoftheyoungbreath-givingair.
Iboughtadozenvolumesonbanking
i
andcreditandinvestmentsecurities,
i
andtheystoodonmyshelfinred
i
andgoldlikenewmoneyfromthemint,promisingtounfoldtheshiningsecrets
które
thatonlyMidasandMorgan
i
andMaecenasknew.
AndI
miałem
hadthehighintentionofreading
wiele
manyotherbooksbesides.
Iwasratherliteraryincollege—one
roku
yearIwroteaseriesof
bardzo
verysolemnandobviouseditorialsfortheYaleNews—and
teraz
nowIwasgoingtobringback
wszystkie
allsuchthingsintomy
życia
lifeandbecomeagainthat
najbardziej
mostlimitedofallspecialists,the“well-roundedman.”
Thisisn’t
tylko
justanepigram—lifeismuch
bardziej
moresuccessfullylookedatfromasinglewindow,afterall.
Itwasa
sprawa
matterofchancethatIshouldhaverenteda
dom
houseinoneofthestrangestcommunitiesinNorthAmerica.
Itwasonthatslenderriotousislandwhichextendsitselfdueeastof
Nowego
NewYork—andwherethereare,amongothernaturalcuriosities,
dwie
twounusualformationsofland.
Twentymilesfromthe
miasta
cityapairofenormouseggs,identicalincontour
i
andseparatedonlybyacourtesybay,jutoutintothe
najbardziej
mostdomesticatedbodyofsalt
wody
waterintheWesternhemisphere,thegreatwetbarnyardofLongIslandSound.
Theyarenotperfectovals—liketheeggintheColumbusstory,theyare
oba
bothcrushedflatatthecontactend—buttheirphysicalresemblance
musi
mustbeasourceofperpetualwondertothegulls
które
thatflyoverhead.
Tothewinglessa
bardziej
moreinterestingphenomenonistheirdissimilarityineveryparticularexceptshape
i
andsize.
IlivedatWestEgg,the—well,thelessfashionableofthe
dwóch
two,thoughthisisa
najbardziej
mostsuperficialtagtoexpressthebizarre
i
andnotalittlesinistercontrast
między
betweenthem.
Myhousewasattheverytipoftheegg,onlyfiftyyardsfromtheSound,
i
andsqueezedbetweentwohugeplaces
które
thatrentedfortwelveorfifteenthousandaseason.
Ten
Theoneonmyrightwasacolossalaffairbyanystandard—itwasafactualimitationofsomeHôteldeVilleinNormandy,withatoweronone
stronie
side,spankingnewunderathinbeardofrawivy,
i
andamarbleswimmingpool,
i
andmorethanfortyacresoflawn
i
andgarden.
ItwasGatsby’smansion.
Albo
Or,rather,asIdidn’t
znałem
knowMr.Gatsby,itwasamansioninhabitedbyagentlemanofthatname.
My
własny
ownhousewasaneyesore,
ale
butitwasasmalleyesore,
i
andithadbeenoverlooked,soI
miałem
hadaviewofthe
wodę
water,apartialviewofmyneighbour’slawn,
i
andtheconsolingproximityofmillionaires—allforeightydollarsamonth.
AcrossthecourtesybaythewhitepalacesoffashionableEastEggglittered
wzdłuż
alongthewater,andthehistoryofthesummer
naprawdę
reallybeginsontheeveningIdroveover
tam
theretohavedinnerwiththeTomBuchanans.
Daisywasmysecondcousinonceremoved,
a
andI’dknownTomincollege.
I
AndjustafterthewarIspent
dwa
twodayswiththeminChicago.
Her
mąż
husband,amongvariousphysicalaccomplishments,hadbeenoneofthemostpowerfulendsthatever
grały
playedfootballatNewHaven—anationalfigureinaway,oneof
tych
thosemenwhoreachsuchanacutelimitedexcellenceattwenty-onethat
wszystko
everythingafterwardsavoursofanticlimax.
Hisfamilywereenormouslywealthy—evenincollegehisfreedom
z
withmoneywasamatterforreproach—but
teraz
nowhe’dleftChicagoandcomeEastinafashion
który
thatrathertookyourbreathaway:
forinstance,he’d
przyniósł
broughtdownastringofpoloponiesfromLakeForest.
Itwas
ciężko
hardtorealizethata
człowiek
maninmyowngenerationwaswealthy
tyle
enoughtodothat.
Whythey
przyszli
cameEastIdon’tknow.
Theyhadspenta
rok
yearinFrancefornoparticular
powodu
reason,andthendriftedhereandthereunrestfullywhereverpeople
grali
playedpoloandwererich
razem
together.
Thiswasapermanentmove,
powiedziała
saidDaisyoverthetelephone,
ale
butIdidn’tbelieveit—Ihad
nie
nosightintoDaisy’sheart,
ale
butIfeltthatTomwoulddriftonforeverseeking,a
trochę
littlewistfully,forthedramaticturbulenceofsomeirrecoverablefootball
gry
game.
Andsoithappened
że
thatonawarmwindyeveningIdroveovertoEastEggtosee
dwóch
twooldfriendswhomIscarcely
znałem
knewatall.
Theirhousewas
jeszcze
evenmoreelaboratethanIexpected,acheerfulred-and-whiteGeorgianColonialmansion,overlookingthebay.
Thelawnstartedatthebeach
i
andrantowardsthefront
drzwi
doorforaquarterofamile,jumpingoversundials
i
andbrickwalksandburninggardens—finally
gdy
whenitreachedthehousedrifting
się
upthesideinbrightvinesasthoughfromthemomentumofitsrun.
ThefrontwasbrokenbyalineofFrenchwindows,glowing
teraz
nowwithreflectedgoldandwideopentothewarmwindyafternoon,andTomBuchananinridingclotheswas
stał
standingwithhislegsapartonthefrontporch.
Hehad
zmienił
changedsincehisNewHavenyears.
Teraz
Nowhewasasturdystraw-haired
mężczyzna
manofthirty,witharatherhardmouth
i
andasuperciliousmanner.
Twoshiningarroganteyeshadestablisheddominance
nad
overhisfaceandgavehimtheappearanceof
zawsze
alwaysleaningaggressivelyforward.
Not
nawet
eventheeffeminateswankofhisridingclothescouldhidetheenormouspowerofthatbody—heseemedtofill
te
thoseglisteningbootsuntilhestrainedthetoplacing,
a
andyoucouldseea
wielki
greatpackofmuscleshifting
gdy
whenhisshouldermovedunderhisthincoat.
Itwasabodycapableofenormousleverage—acruelbody.
Hisspeakingvoice,agruffhuskytenor,addedtotheimpressionoffractiousnessheconveyed.
Therewasatouchofpaternalcontemptin
go
it,eventowardpeopleheliked—andthereweremenatNewHaven
którzy
whohadhatedhisguts.
“Now,don’t
myśl
thinkmyopiniononthesemattersisfinal,”heseemedtosay,“just
dlatego
becauseI’mstrongerandmoreofa
mężczyzna
manthanyouare.”
Wewereinthe
tym samym
sameseniorsociety,andwhilewewere
nigdy nie
neverintimateIalwayshadtheimpression
że
thatheapprovedofme
i
andwantedmetolikehimwithsomeharsh,defiantwistfulnessofhisown.
We
rozmawialiśmy
talkedforafewminutesonthesunnyporch.
“I’vegota
ładne
niceplacehere,”hesaid,hiseyesflashingaboutrestlessly.
Turningmearoundby
jedną
onearm,hemovedabroadflathand
wzdłuż
alongthefrontvista,includinginitssweepasunkenItaliangarden,a
pół
halfacreofdeep,pungentroses,
i
andasnub-nosedmotorboatthatbumpedthetideoffshore.
“ItbelongedtoDemaine,theoilman.”
Heturnedmearound
ponownie
again,politelyandabruptly.
“We’llgoinside.”
Wewalkedthroughahighhallwayintoabrightrosy-colouredspace,fragilelyboundintothehousebyFrenchwindowsateitherend.
Thewindowswereajar
i
andgleamingwhiteagainstthefreshgrass
zewnątrz
outsidethatseemedtogrowa
trochę
littlewayintothehouse.
Abreezeblew
przez
throughtheroom,blewcurtainsinat
jednym
oneendandoutthe
drugiej
otherlikepaleflags,twistingthemuptowardthefrostedwedding-cakeoftheceiling,andthenrippledoverthewine-colouredrug,makingashadowonitaswinddoesonthesea.
The
jedynym
onlycompletelystationaryobjectintheroomwasanenormouscouchonwhich
dwie
twoyoungwomenwerebuoyedupasthoughuponananchoredballoon.
Theywerebothinwhite,andtheirdresseswereripplingandflutteringasiftheyhadjustbeenblown
powrotem
backinafterashortflight
wokół
aroundthehouse.
Imusthavestoodfora
kilka
fewmomentslisteningtothewhip
i
andsnapofthecurtains
i
andthegroanofapictureonthewall.
ThentherewasaboomasTomBuchanan
zamknął
shuttherearwindowsandthecaughtwinddied
się
outabouttheroom,andthecurtainsandtherugsandthe
dwie
twoyoungwomenballoonedslowlytothefloor.
Theyoungerofthetwowasastrangerto
mnie
me.
Shewasextendedfulllengthather
końcu
endofthedivan,completelymotionless,
i
andwithherchinraiseda
trochę
little,asifshewerebalancing
coś
somethingonitwhichwas
dość
quitelikelytofall.
Ifshesawmeoutofthecornerofhereyesshe
dała
gavenohintofit—indeed,Iwas
prawie
almostsurprisedintomurmuringanapologyforhavingdisturbedherbycoming
w
in.
Theothergirl,Daisy,madeanattempttorise—sheleanedslightlyforward
z
withaconscientiousexpression—thenshelaughed,anabsurd,charminglittlelaugh,andIlaughed
też
tooandcameforwardintotheroom.
“I’mp-paralysedwithhappiness.”
Shelaughed
ponownie
again,asifshesaid
coś
somethingverywitty,andheldmy
rękę
handforamoment,looking
się
upintomyface,promising
że
thattherewasnooneinthe
świecie
worldshesomuchwantedtosee.
Thatwasa
droga
wayshehad.
Shehintedinamurmur
że
thatthesurnameofthebalancinggirlwasBaker.
(I’ve
słyszałem
hearditsaidthatDaisy’smurmurwas
tylko
onlytomakepeopleleantoward
niej
her;
anirrelevantcriticismthat
uczyniła
madeitnolesscharming.)
Atanyrate,MissBaker’slipsfluttered,shenoddedatme
niemal
almostimperceptibly,andthenquicklytippedher
głowę
headbackagain—theobjectshewasbalancinghadobviouslytottereda
trochę
littleandgivenhersomethingofafright.
Znowu
Againasortofapologyarosetomylips.
Prawie
Almostanyexhibitionofcompleteself-sufficiencydrawsastunnedtributefrom
mnie
me.
Ilookedbackatmycousin,whobegantoaskmequestionsinherlow,thrillingvoice.
Itwasthekindofvoicethattheearfollows
górę
upanddown,asif
każda
eachspeechisanarrangementofnotesthatwillneverbeplayedagain.
Herfacewassad
i
andlovelywithbrightthingsinit,brighteyes
i
andabrightpassionatemouth,
ale
buttherewasanexcitementinhervoice
że
thatmenwhohadcaredforherfounddifficulttoforget:
asingingcompulsion,awhispered“Listen,”a
obietnica
promisethatshehaddonegay,excitingthings
zaledwie
justawhilesinceand
że
thatthereweregay,excitingthingshoveringinthenexthour.
Itoldher
jak
howIhadstoppedoffinChicagofora
dzień
dayonmywayEast,
i
andhowadozenpeoplehad
wysłał
senttheirlovethroughme.
“Dotheymissme?”
shecriedecstatically.
“The
całe
wholetownisdesolate.
Allthecars
mają
havetheleftrearwheelpaintedblackasamourningwreath,
a
andthere’sapersistentwail
wszystkie
allnightalongthenorthshore.”
“Howgorgeous!
Let’sgoback,Tom.
Tomorrow!”
Thensheaddedirrelevantly:
“Yououghttoseethebaby.”
“I’dliketo.”
“She’sasleep.
She’s
trzy
threeyearsold.
Haven’tyouever
widziałeś
seenher?”
“Never.”
“Well,yououghttoseeher.
She’s—”.
TomBuchanan,
który
whohadbeenhoveringrestlesslyabouttheroom,
zatrzymał
stoppedandrestedhishandonmyshoulder.
“Whatyoudoing,Nick?”
“I’mabondman.”
“Whowith?”
I
powiedziałem
toldhim.
“Neverheardofthem,”heremarkeddecisively.
Thisannoyed
mnie
me.
“Youwill,”Iansweredshortly.
“Youwill
jeśli
ifyoustayintheEast.”
“Oh,I’llstayintheEast,don’tyouworry,”he
powiedział
said,glancingatDaisyandthenbackat
mnie
me,asifhewerealertfor
coś
somethingmore.
“I’dbeaGoddamnedfooltoliveanywhereelse.”
At
tym
thispointMissBakersaid:
“Absolutely!”
withsuchsuddenness
które
thatIstarted—itwasthefirst
słowo
wordshehadutteredsinceIcameintotheroom.
Evidentlyitsurprisedherasmuchasitdid
mnie
me,forsheyawnedandwithaseriesofrapid,deftmovementsstoodupintotheroom.
“I’mstiff,”shecomplained,“I’vebeenlyingonthatsofaforas
długo
longasIcanremember.”
“Don’t
patrz
lookatme,”Daisyretorted,“I’vebeen
próbowałem
tryingtogetyouto
Nowego
NewYorkallafternoon.”
“No,thanks,”
powiedziała
saidMissBakertothefourcocktailsjustinfromthepantry.
“I’mabsolutelyintraining.”
Herhost
spojrzał
lookedatherincredulously.
“Youare!”
He
wziął
tookdownhisdrinkasifitwereadropinthebottomofaglass.
“Howyoueverget
coś
anythingdoneisbeyondme.”
I
spojrzałam
lookedatMissBaker,wonderingwhatitwasshe“gotdone.”
Ienjoyedlookingather.
Shewasaslender,small-breastedgirl,
z
withanerectcarriage,whichsheaccentuatedbythrowingherbodybackwardattheshoulders
jak
likeayoungcadet.
Hergreysun-strainedeyes
spojrzały
lookedbackatmewithpolitereciprocalcuriosityoutofawan,charming,discontented
twarzy
face.
Itoccurredtome
teraz
nowthatIhadseenher,
lub
orapictureofher,somewherebefore.
“YouliveinWestEgg,”sheremarkedcontemptuously.
“I
znam
knowsomebodythere.”
“Idon’t
znam
knowasingle—”.
“Youmust
znać
knowGatsby.”
“Gatsby?”
demandedDaisy.
“WhatGatsby?”
Zanim
BeforeIcouldreplythathewasmyneighbourdinnerwasannounced;
wedginghistensearmimperativelyundermine,TomBuchanancompelledmefromtheroomasthoughheweremovingacheckertoanothersquare.
Slenderly,languidly,theirhandssetlightlyontheirhips,the
dwie
twoyoungwomenprecededusoutontoarosy-colouredporch,opentowardthesunset,
gdzie
wherefourcandlesflickeredonthetableinthediminishedwind.
“Whycandles?”
objectedDaisy,frowning.
Shesnappedthemoutwithherfingers.
“In
dwa
twoweeksit’llbethelongest
dzień
dayintheyear.”
She
spojrzała
lookedatusallradiantly.
“Doyou
zawsze
alwayswatchforthelongest
dzień
dayoftheyearandthenmiss
go
it?
Ialwayswatchforthelongest
dzień
dayintheyearandthenmissit.”
“Weoughttoplansomething,”yawned
Panna
MissBaker,sittingdownatthetableasifsheweregettinginto
łóżka
bed.
“Allright,”saidDaisy.
“What’llweplan?”
Sheturnedtomehelplessly:
“Whatdopeopleplan?”
Zanim
BeforeIcouldanswerhereyesfastened
z
withanawedexpressiononherlittlefinger.
“Look!”
shecomplained;
“I
zraniłem
hurtit.”
Wealllooked—theknucklewasblackandblue.
“You
zrobiłeś
didit,Tom,”shesaidaccusingly.
“I
wiem
knowyoudidn’tmeanto,
ale
butyoudiddoit.
That’swhatIgetformarryingabruteofaman,agreat,big,hulkingphysicalspecimenofa—”.
“I
nienawidzę
hatethatword‘hulking,’ ”objectedTomcrossly,“eveninkidding.”
“Hulking,”insistedDaisy.
Czasami
SometimessheandMissBaker
rozmawiały
talkedatonce,unobtrusivelyandwithabanteringinconsequence
która
thatwasneverquitechatter,
która
thatwasascoolastheirwhitedresses
i
andtheirimpersonaleyesintheabsenceofalldesire.
Theywere
tutaj
here,andtheyacceptedTom
i
andme,makingonlyapolitepleasantefforttoentertain
lub
ortobeentertained.
They
wiedzieli
knewthatpresentlydinnerwouldbeoverandalittle
później
latertheeveningtoowouldbeoverandcasuallyputaway.
ItwassharplydifferentfromtheWest,
gdzie
whereaneveningwashurriedfromphasetophasetowardsitsclose,inacontinuallydisappointedanticipation
albo
orelseinsheernervousdreadofthemomentitself.
“Youmakeme
czuję
feeluncivilized,Daisy,”Iconfessedonmysecondglassofcorky
ale
butratherimpressiveclaret.
“Can’tyoutalk
o
aboutcropsorsomething?”
Imeantnothinginparticularby
ta
thisremark,butitwastakenupinanunexpected
sposób
way.
“Civilization’sgoingtopieces,”broke
się
outTomviolently.
“I’vegottentobeaterriblepessimistaboutthings.
HaveyoureadTheRiseoftheColouredEmpiresby
tego
thismanGoddard?”
“Why,no,”I
odpowiedziałem
answered,rathersurprisedbyhistone.
“Well,it’safinebook,
i
andeverybodyoughttoread
to
it.
Theideaisifwedon’tlookoutthewhiteracewillbe—willbeutterlysubmerged.
It’sallscientific
rzeczy
stuff;
it’sbeenproved.”