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The Great Gatsby | Progressively Translated Portuguese A1 Books

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I
Inmyyounger
e
andmorevulnerableyearsmy
pai
fathergavemesomeadvice
que
thatI’vebeenturningoverinmy
mente
mindeversince.
“Wheneveryou
sentir
feellikecriticizinganyone,”he
disse
toldme,“justrememberthatall
as
thepeopleinthisworldhaven’t
tiveram
hadtheadvantagesthatyou’vehad.”
Hedidn’t
disse
sayanymore,butwe’ve
sempre
alwaysbeenunusuallycommunicativein
uma
areservedway,andI
entendi
understoodthathemeantagreatdeal
mais
morethanthat.
Inconsequence,I’minclinedtoreserve
todos
alljudgements,ahabitthathas
abriu
openedupmanycuriousnaturestome
e
andalsomademethevictimofnot
um
afewveteranbores.
Theabnormal
mente
mindisquicktodetect
e
andattachitselftothisquality
quando
whenitappearsinanormal
pessoa
person,andsoitcameaboutthatincollegeIwasunjustlyaccusedofbeingapolitician,
porque
becauseIwasprivytothesecretgriefsofwild,unknownmen.
Mostof
a
theconfidenceswereunsought—frequentlyIhavefeigned
sono
sleep,preoccupation,orahostilelevity
quando
whenIrealizedbysomeunmistakable
sinal
signthatanintimaterevelationwasquiveringon
a
thehorizon;
fortheintimaterevelationsof
jovens
youngmen,oratleastthetermsin
que
whichtheyexpressthem,areusuallyplagiaristic
e
andmarredbyobvioussuppressions.
Reservingjudgementsis
uma
amatterofinfinitehope.
Iam
ainda
stillalittleafraidof
perder
missingsomethingifIforget
que
that,asmyfathersnobbishlysuggested,
e
andIsnobbishlyrepeat,asenseofthefundamentaldecenciesisparcelledoutunequallyatbirth.
E
And,afterboastingthiswayofmytolerance,Icometotheadmissionthatit
tem
hasalimit.
Conductmaybefoundedon
a
thehardrockorthewetmarshes,
mas
butafteracertainpointIdon’tcarewhatit’sfoundedon.
Quando
WhenIcamebackfrom
o
theEastlastautumnI
senti
feltthatIwantedthe
mundo
worldtobeinuniform
e
andatasortofmoralattentionforever;
I
queria
wantednomoreriotousexcursions
com
withprivilegedglimpsesintothe
humano
humanheart.
OnlyGatsby,the
homem
manwhogiveshisnameto
este
thisbook,wasexemptfrommyreaction—Gatsby,whorepresented
tudo
everythingforwhichIhave
um
anunaffectedscorn.
Ifpersonalityisanunbrokenseriesofsuccessfulgestures,thentherewas
algo
somethinggorgeousabouthim,someheightenedsensitivitytothepromisesof
vida
life,asifhewererelatedtooneofthoseintricatemachines
que
thatregisterearthquakestenthousandmiles
distância
away.
Thisresponsivenesshadnothingtodo
com
withthatflabbyimpressionabilitywhichisdignified
sob
underthenameofthe“creativetemperament”—itwasanextraordinarygiftfor
esperança
hope,aromanticreadinesssuchasI
tinha
haveneverfoundinanyother
pessoa
personandwhichitisnotlikelyIshallever
encontrar
findagain.
No—Gatsbyturnedoutall
bem
rightattheend;
itiswhatpreyedonGatsby,whatfouldustfloatedin
o
thewakeofhisdreamsthattemporarily
fechou
closedoutmyinterestin
o
theabortivesorrowsandshort-windedelationsofmen.
My
família
familyhavebeenprominent,well-to-do
pessoas
peopleinthisMiddleWestern
cidade
cityforthreegenerations.
TheCarrawaysaresomethingofaclan,
e
andwehaveatraditionthatwe’redescendedfromtheDukesofBuccleuch,
mas
buttheactualfounderofmylinewasmygrandfather’s
irmão
brother,whocamehereinfifty-one,
enviou
sentasubstitutetotheCivil
Guerra
War,andstartedthewholesalehardware
negócio
businessthatmyfathercarrieson
hoje
today.
Ineversawthisgreat-uncle,
mas
butI’msupposedtolooklikehim—with
especial
specialreferencetotheratherhard-boiledpainting
que
thathangsinfather’soffice.
IgraduatedfromNewHavenin1915,
apenas
justaquarterofacenturyaftermy
pai
father,andalittlelaterIparticipatedinthatdelayedTeutonicmigrationknownas
a
theGreatWar.
Ienjoyed
a
thecounter-raidsothoroughlythatIcamebackrestless.
Insteadofbeingthewarmcentreofthe
mundo
world,theMiddleWestnowseemedliketheraggededgeoftheuniverse—soIdecidedto
ir
goEastandlearnthebond
negócio
business.
EverybodyIknewwasin
os
thebondbusiness,soIsupposedit
podia
couldsupportonemoresingle
homem
man.
Allmyauntsanduncles
falaram
talkeditoverasiftheywerechoosing
uma
aprepschoolforme,
e
andfinallysaid,“Why—ye-es,”with
muito
verygrave,hesitantfaces.
Fatheragreedtofinancemefor
um
ayear,andaftervariousdelaysI
vim
cameEast,permanently,Ithought,in
o
thespringoftwenty-two.
Thepractical
coisa
thingwastofindroomsinthecity,
mas
butitwasawarmseason,
e
andIhadjustlefta
país
countryofwidelawnsandfriendlytrees,so
quando
whenayoungmanatthe
escritório
officesuggestedthatwetakea
casa
housetogetherinacommutingtown,it
parecia
soundedlikeagreatidea.
He
encontrou
foundthehouse,aweather-beatencardboardbungalowateighty
um
amonth,butatthe
último
lastminutethefirmorderedhimtoWashington,
e
andIwentouttothe
campo
countryalone.
Ihadadog—at
menos
leastIhadhimforafewdays
até
untilheranaway—andan
velho
oldDodgeandaFinnish
mulher
woman,whomademybed
e
andcookedbreakfastandmutteredFinnishwisdomtoherself
sobre
overtheelectricstove.
Itwaslonelyforaday
ou
orsountilonemorningsome
homem
man,morerecentlyarrivedthan
Eu
I,stoppedmeontheroad.
“Howdoyou
chega
gettoWestEggvillage?”
he
perguntou
askedhelplessly.
Itoldhim.
E
AndasIwalkedonIwaslonely
não
nolonger.
Iwasaguide,apathfinder,anoriginalsettler.
He
tinha
hadcasuallyconferredonme
a
thefreedomoftheneighbourhood.
E
Andsowiththesunshine
e
andthegreatburstsofleavesgrowingonthetrees,justasthingsgrowinfastmovies,I
tinha
hadthatfamiliarconvictionthat
vida
lifewasbeginningoveragain
com
withthesummer.
Therewasso
tanto
muchtoread,foronething,
e
andsomuchfinehealthtobepulleddownoutofthe
jovem
youngbreath-givingair.
Ibought
uma
adozenvolumesonbanking
e
andcreditandinvestmentsecurities,
e
andtheystoodonmyshelfin
vermelho
redandgoldlikenew
dinheiro
moneyfromthemint,promisingtounfold
os
theshiningsecretsthatonlyMidas
e
andMorganandMaecenasknew.
E
AndIhadthehighintentionof
ler
readingmanyotherbooksbesides.
Iwasratherliteraryincollege—one
ano
yearIwroteaseriesofverysolemn
e
andobviouseditorialsfortheYaleNews—and
agora
nowIwasgoingto
trazer
bringbackallsuchthingsintomy
vida
lifeandbecomeagainthat
mais
mostlimitedofallspecialists,the“well-roundedman.”
Isto
Thisisn’tjustanepigram—lifeis
muito
muchmoresuccessfullylookedatfromasinglewindow,afterall.
Itwasa
questão
matterofchancethatIshould
tivesse
haverentedahouseinoneofthestrangestcommunitiesinNorthAmerica.
Itwasonthatslenderriotousislandwhichextendsitselfdueeastof
Nova
NewYork—andwherethereare,among
outras
othernaturalcuriosities,twounusualformationsofland.
Twentymilesfromthe
cidade
cityapairofenormouseggs,identicalincontour
e
andseparatedonlybyacourtesybay,jutoutintothe
mais
mostdomesticatedbodyofsalt
água
waterintheWesternhemisphere,the
grande
greatwetbarnyardofLongIslandSound.
Theyarenotperfectovals—liketheeggintheColumbus
história
story,theyarebothcrushedflatatthecontactend—buttheirphysicalresemblance
deve
mustbeasourceofperpetualwondertothegulls
que
thatflyoverhead.
Tothewingless
um
amoreinterestingphenomenonistheirdissimilarityineveryparticularexceptshape
e
andsize.
IlivedatWestEgg,the—well,
o
thelessfashionableofthe
dois
two,thoughthisisa
mais
mostsuperficialtagtoexpress
o
thebizarreandnota
pouco
littlesinistercontrastbetweenthem.
My
casa
housewasattheverytipoftheegg,
apenas
onlyfiftyyardsfromtheSound,
e
andsqueezedbetweentwohugeplaces
que
thatrentedfortwelveorfifteenthousandaseason.
Theoneonmyrightwasacolossalaffairby
qualquer
anystandard—itwasafactualimitationof
algum
someHôteldeVilleinNormandy,
com
withatoweronone
lado
side,spankingnewunderathinbeardofrawivy,
e
andamarbleswimmingpool,
e
andmorethanfortyacresoflawn
e
andgarden.
ItwasGatsby’smansion.
Ou
Or,rather,asIdidn’t
conhecia
knowMr.Gatsby,itwasamansioninhabitedbyagentlemanofthat
nome
name.
Myownhousewasaneyesore,
mas
butitwasasmalleyesore,
e
andithadbeenoverlooked,soI
tinha
hadaviewofthe
água
water,apartialviewofmyneighbour’slawn,
e
andtheconsolingproximityofmillionaires—allforeightydollarsamonth.
AcrossthecourtesybaythewhitepalacesoffashionableEastEggglitteredalongthe
água
water,andthehistoryofthesummer
realmente
reallybeginsontheeveningI
dirigi
droveovertheretohave
jantar
dinnerwiththeTomBuchanans.
Daisywasmy
segundo
secondcousinonceremoved,andI’d
conhecia
knownTomincollege.
Andjust
depois
afterthewarIspent
dois
twodayswiththeminChicago.
Her
marido
husband,amongvariousphysicalaccomplishments,
tinha
hadbeenoneofthe
mais
mostpowerfulendsthatever
jogaram
playedfootballatNewHaven—anationalfigureina
forma
way,oneofthosemenwhoreach
tão
suchanacutelimitedexcellenceattwenty-onethat
tudo
everythingafterwardsavoursofanticlimax.
His
família
familywereenormouslywealthy—evenincollegehisfreedom
com
withmoneywasamatterforreproach—but
agora
nowhe’dleftChicagoand
vindo
comeEastinafashion
que
thatrathertookyourbreathaway:
forinstance,he’d
trouxe
broughtdownastringofpoloponiesfromLakeForest.
Itwas
difícil
hardtorealizethata
homem
maninmyowngenerationwaswealthy
suficiente
enoughtodothat.
Whythey
vieram
cameEastIdon’tknow.
Theyhadspent
um
ayearinFrancefor
sem
noparticularreason,andthendrifted
aqui
hereandthereunrestfullywherever
pessoas
peopleplayedpoloandwererich
juntas
together.
Thiswasapermanentmove,
disse
saidDaisyoverthetelephone,
mas
butIdidn’tbelieveit—I
tinha
hadnosightintoDaisy’s
coração
heart,butIfeltthatTom
iria
woulddriftonforeverseeking,a
pouco
littlewistfully,forthedramaticturbulenceof
algum
someirrecoverablefootballgame.
Andsoit
aconteceu
happenedthatonawarmwindyeveningI
dirigi
droveovertoEastEggto
ver
seetwooldfriendswhomIscarcely
conhecia
knewatall.
Theirhousewas
ainda
evenmoreelaboratethanIexpected,
uma
acheerfulred-and-whiteGeorgianColonialmansion,overlooking
a
thebay.
Thelawnstartedatthebeach
e
andrantowardsthefront
porta
doorforaquarterof
um
amile,jumpingoversundials
e
andbrickwalksandburninggardens—finally
quando
whenitreachedthehousedrifting
cima
upthesideinbrightvinesasthoughfromthemomentumofits
correu
run.
Thefrontwasbrokenby
uma
alineofFrenchwindows,glowing
agora
nowwithreflectedgoldandwideopentothewarmwindyafternoon,
e
andTomBuchananinridingclotheswasstanding
com
withhislegsapartonthefrontporch.
He
tinha
hadchangedsincehisNewHavenyears.
Agora
Nowhewasasturdystraw-haired
homem
manofthirty,witharather
dura
hardmouthandasuperciliousmanner.
Dois
Twoshiningarroganteyeshadestablisheddominance
sobre
overhisfaceandgavehimtheappearanceof
sempre
alwaysleaningaggressivelyforward.
Noteventheeffeminateswankofhisridingclothescouldhidetheenormous
poder
powerofthatbody—heseemedtofill
essas
thoseglisteningbootsuntilhestrainedthe
superior
toplacing,andyoucould
ver
seeagreatpackofmuscleshifting
quando
whenhisshouldermovedunderhisthincoat.
Itwasa
corpo
bodycapableofenormousleverage—acruel
corpo
body.
Hisspeakingvoice,agruffhuskytenor,addedtotheimpressionoffractiousnessheconveyed.
Therewas
um
atouchofpaternalcontemptinit,eventoward
pessoas
peopleheliked—andthereweremenatNewHavenwhohad
odiavam
hatedhisguts.
“Now,don’t
pense
thinkmyopiniononthesemattersisfinal,”heseemedto
dizer
say,“justbecauseI’mstronger
e
andmoreofamanthanyouare.”
Wewereinthe
mesma
sameseniorsociety,andwhilewewere
nunca
neverintimateIalwayshadtheimpression
que
thatheapprovedofme
e
andwantedmetolikehim
com
withsomeharsh,defiantwistfulnessofhisown.
We
falamos
talkedforafewminutesonthesunnyporch.
“I’vegot
um
aniceplacehere,”he
disse
said,hiseyesflashingaboutrestlessly.
Virando
Turningmearoundbyonearm,he
moveu
movedabroadflathand
ao longo
alongthefrontvista,includinginitssweepasunkenItaliangarden,a
meio
halfacreofdeep,pungentroses,
e
andasnub-nosedmotorboatthatbumpedthetideoffshore.
“ItbelongedtoDemaine,
o
theoilman.”
Heturnedmearound
novo
again,politelyandabruptly.
“We’ll
vamos
goinside.”
Wewalkedthrough
um
ahighhallwayintoabrightrosy-colouredspace,fragilelyboundinto
as
thehousebyFrenchwindowsateitherend.
Thewindowswereajar
e
andgleamingwhiteagainstthefreshgrass
fora
outsidethatseemedtogrow
um
alittlewayintothe
casa
house.
Abreezeblewthroughthe
sala
room,blewcurtainsinatone
extremidade
endandouttheotherlikepaleflags,twistingthemuptowardthefrostedwedding-cakeoftheceiling,
e
andthenrippledoverthewine-colouredrug,makingashadowonitaswinddoesonthesea.
O
Theonlycompletelystationaryobjectin
o
theroomwasanenormouscouchon
qual
whichtwoyoungwomenwerebuoyedupasthoughupon
um
ananchoredballoon.
Theywere
ambos
bothinwhite,andtheirdresseswererippling
e
andflutteringasifthey
tivessem
hadjustbeenblownbackinafter
um
ashortflightaroundthe
casa
house.
Imusthavestoodfor
um
afewmomentslisteningto
o
thewhipandsnapof
o
thecurtainsandthegroanof
um
apictureonthewall.
Thentherewas
um
aboomasTomBuchanan
fechou
shuttherearwindowsandthe
apanhado
caughtwinddiedoutaboutthe
sala
room,andthecurtainsandtherugs
e
andthetwoyoungwomenballoonedslowlytothefloor.
O
Theyoungerofthetwowas
um
astrangertome.
Shewasextendedfulllengthatherendof
o
thedivan,completelymotionless,and
com
withherchinraiseda
pouco
little,asifshewerebalancing
algo
somethingonitwhichwasquitelikelyto
caísse
fall.
Ifshesawmeoutofthecornerofhereyesshe
dava
gavenohintofit—indeed,Iwas
quase
almostsurprisedintomurmuringanapologyforhavingdisturbedherbycomingin.
Theother
menina
girl,Daisy,madeanattempttorise—sheleanedslightlyforward
com
withaconscientiousexpression—thenshelaughed,anabsurd,charminglittlelaugh,
e
andIlaughedtooand
vim
cameforwardintotheroom.
“I’mp-paralysedwithhappiness.”
Shelaughed
novo
again,asifshesaid
algo
somethingverywitty,andheldmy
mão
handforamoment,lookingupintomy
rosto
face,promisingthattherewas
não
nooneintheworldshesomuchwantedto
ver
see.
Thatwasawayshe
tinha
had.
Shehintedinamurmur
que
thatthesurnameofthebalancing
menina
girlwasBaker.
(I’veheardit
dizer
saidthatDaisy’smurmurwas
só
onlytomakepeopleleantoward
sua
her;
anirrelevantcriticismthat
tornou
madeitnolesscharming.)
At
qualquer
anyrate,MissBaker’slipsfluttered,shenoddedatme
quase
almostimperceptibly,andthenquicklytippedher
cabeça
headbackagain—theobjectshewasbalancing
tinha
hadobviouslytotteredalittle
e
andgivenhersomethingof
um
afright.
Againasortofapologyarosetomylips.
Quase
Almostanyexhibitionofcompleteself-sufficiencydraws
um
astunnedtributefromme.
I
olhei
lookedbackatmycousin,
que
whobegantoaskmequestionsinherlow,thrillingvoice.
Itwas
o
thekindofvoicethat
o
theearfollowsupanddown,as
se
ifeachspeechisanarrangementofnotesthat
fosse
willneverbeplayedagain.
Her
rosto
facewassadandlovely
com
withbrightthingsinit,brighteyes
e
andabrightpassionatemouth,
mas
buttherewasanexcitementinhervoicethatmenwho
tinham
hadcaredforherfounddifficultto
esquecer
forget:
asingingcompulsion,awhispered“Listen,”a
promessa
promisethatshehaddonegay,excitingthingsjustawhilesince
e
andthatthereweregay,excitingthingshoveringinthe
seguinte
nexthour.
Itoldher
como
howIhadstoppedoffinChicagofora
dia
dayonmywayEast,
e
andhowadozenpeoplehadsenttheir
amor
lovethroughme.
“Dothey
saudades
missme?”
shecriedecstatically.
“The
toda
wholetownisdesolate.
Allthecars
têm
havetheleftrearwheelpainted
preto
blackasamourningwreath,
e
andthere’sapersistentwailall
noite
nightalongthenorthshore.”
“Howgorgeous!
Let’s
vamos
goback,Tom.
Tomorrow!”
Thensheaddedirrelevantly:
“Yououghtto
ver
seethebaby.”
“I’dliketo.”
“She’sasleep.
She’s
três
threeyearsold.
Haven’tyouever
viste
seenher?”
“Never.”
“Well,yououghtto
vê
seeher.
She’s—”.
TomBuchanan,
que
whohadbeenhoveringrestlesslyabout
a
theroom,stoppedandrestedhis
mão
handonmyshoulder.
“Whatyou
fazer
doing,Nick?”
“I’mabondman.”
“Whowith?”
I
disse
toldhim.
“Neverheardofthem,”heremarkeddecisively.
Isto
Thisannoyedme.
“Youwill,”I
respondi
answeredshortly.
“Youwillifyou
ficar
stayintheEast.”
“Oh,I’ll
ficar
stayintheEast,don’tyouworry,”he
disse
said,glancingatDaisyandthenbackat
mim
me,asifhewerealertfor
algo
somethingmore.
“I’dbeaGoddamnedfoolto
viver
liveanywhereelse.”
Atthis
ponto
pointMissBakersaid:
“Absolutely!”
withsuchsuddenness
que
thatIstarted—itwasthefirst
palavra
wordshehadutteredsinceIcameinto
a
theroom.
Evidentlyitsurprisedheras
tanto
muchasitdidme,forsheyawned
e
andwithaseriesofrapid,deftmovementsstoodupinto
a
theroom.
“I’mstiff,”shecomplained,“I’vebeenlyingon
que
thatsofaforaslongasIcanremember.”
“Don’t
olhes
lookatme,”Daisyretorted,“I’vebeen
tentado
tryingtogetyouto
Nova
NewYorkallafternoon.”
“No,thanks,”
disse
saidMissBakertothe
quatro
fourcocktailsjustinfromthepantry.
“I’mabsolutelyintraining.”
Herhost
olhou
lookedatherincredulously.
“Youare!”
He
tomou
tookdownhisdrinkas
se
ifitwereadropinthebottomofaglass.
“Howyouever
consegues
getanythingdoneisbeyondme.”
I
olhei
lookedatMissBaker,wonderingwhatitwasshe“gotdone.”
Ienjoyedlookingat
la
her.
Shewasaslender,small-breasted
menina
girl,withanerectcarriage,
que
whichsheaccentuatedbythrowingher
corpo
bodybackwardattheshoulders
como
likeayoungcadet.
Hergreysun-strainedeyes
olharam
lookedbackatmewithpolitereciprocalcuriosityoutof
um
awan,charming,discontentedface.
Itoccurredtome
agora
nowthatIhadseen
dela
her,orapictureof
dela
her,somewherebefore.
“YouliveinWestEgg,”sheremarkedcontemptuously.
“I
conheço
knowsomebodythere.”
“Idon’t
conheço
knowasingle—”.
“Youmust
conhecer
knowGatsby.”
“Gatsby?”
demandedDaisy.
“WhatGatsby?”
Antes
BeforeIcouldreplythathewasmyneighbour
jantar
dinnerwasannounced;
wedginghistensearmimperatively
sob
undermine,TomBuchanancompelledmefromthe
sala
roomasthoughhewere
movendo
movingacheckertoanothersquare.
Slenderly,languidly,theirhandssetlightlyontheirhips,the
duas
twoyoungwomenprecededusoutonto
uma
arosy-colouredporch,opentowardthesunset,
onde
wherefourcandlesflickeredonthetableinthediminishedwind.
“Whycandles?”
objectedDaisy,frowning.
Shesnappedthemout
com
withherfingers.
“Intwoweeksit’llbethelongest
dia
dayintheyear.”
She
olhou
lookedatusallradiantly.
“Doyou
sempre
alwayswatchforthelongest
dia
dayoftheyearandthen
perde
missit?
Ialwayswatchfor
o
thelongestdayinthe
ano
yearandthenmissit.”
“Weoughtto
planejar
plansomething,”yawnedMissBaker,
sentando
sittingdownatthetableas
se
ifsheweregettinginto
cama
bed.
“Allright,”saidDaisy.
“What’llweplan?”
She
virou
turnedtomehelplessly:
“Whatdo
pessoas
peopleplan?”
BeforeIcould
responder
answerhereyesfastenedwith
uma
anawedexpressiononherlittlefinger.
“Look!”
shecomplained;
“Ihurtit.”
We
todos
alllooked—theknucklewasblack
e
andblue.
“Youdidit,Tom,”she
disse
saidaccusingly.
“Iknowyoudidn’tmeanto,
mas
butyoudiddoit.
That’swhatIgetformarrying
um
abruteofaman,
um
agreat,big,hulkingphysicalspecimenofa—”.
“I
odeio
hatethatword‘hulking,’ ”objectedTomcrossly,“eveninkidding.”
“Hulking,”insistedDaisy.
Às vezes
SometimessheandMissBaker
conversavam
talkedatonce,unobtrusivelyand
com
withabanteringinconsequencethatwas
nunca
neverquitechatter,thatwasascoolastheirwhitedresses
e
andtheirimpersonaleyesintheabsenceof
todo
alldesire.
Theywerehere,
e
andtheyacceptedTomandme,
fazendo
makingonlyapolitepleasantefforttoentertain
ou
ortobeentertained.
They
sabiam
knewthatpresentlydinnerwouldbeover
e
andalittlelatertheevening
também
toowouldbeoverandcasuallyputaway.
Itwassharply
diferente
differentfromtheWest,whereaneveningwas
apressava
hurriedfromphasetophasetowardsitsclose,inacontinuallydisappointedanticipation
ou
orelseinsheernervousdreadofthe
momento
momentitself.
“Youmakeme
sentir
feeluncivilized,Daisy,”Iconfessedonmy
segundo
secondglassofcorkybutratherimpressiveclaret.
“Can’tyou
falar
talkaboutcropsorsomething?”
I
dizer
meantnothinginparticularby
esta
thisremark,butitwastakenupin
uma
anunexpectedway.
“Civilization’sgoingtopieces,”brokeoutTomviolently.
“I’vegottentobe
um
aterriblepessimistaboutthings.
Haveyou
leu
readTheRiseoftheColouredEmpiresbythis
homem
manGoddard?”
“Why,no,”I
respondi
answered,rathersurprisedbyhistone.
“Well,it’s
um
afinebook,andeverybodyoughtto
lê
readit.
Theideais
se
ifwedon’tlookout
a
thewhiteracewillbe—willbeutterlysubmerged.
It’s
tudo
allscientificstuff;
it’sbeenproved.”