I
Inmyyounger
и
andmorevulnerableyearsmyотец
fathergavemesomeadviceкоторые
thatI’vebeenturningoverinmymindeverс
since.“Wheneveryoufeellikecriticizinganyone,”hetoldme,“justremember
что
thatallthepeopleinthisмире
worldhaven’thadtheadvantagesчто
thatyou’vehad.”Hedidn’tsayany
больше
more,butwe’vealwaysbeenunusuallycommunicativeinareservedway,и
andIunderstoodthathemeantagreatdealбольше
morethanthat.Inconsequence,I’minclinedtoreserve
все
alljudgements,ahabitthathasopenedupмногие
manycuriousnaturestomeandтакже
alsomademethevictimofnotafewveteranbores.Theabnormal
ум
mindisquicktodetectи
andattachitselftothisqualityкогда
whenitappearsinanormalperson,и
andsoitcameaboutчто
thatincollegeIwasunjustlyaccusedofbeingapolitician,потому что
becauseIwasprivytothesecretgriefsofwild,unknownmen.Большинство
Mostoftheconfidenceswereunsought—frequentlyIhavefeignedсон
sleep,preoccupation,orahostilelevityкогда
whenIrealizedbysomeunmistakablesignчто
thatanintimaterevelationwasquiveringonthehorizon;fortheintimaterevelationsofyoungmen,
или
oratleastthetermsinwhichtheyexpressих
them,areusuallyplagiaristicandmarredbyobvioussuppressions.Reservingjudgementsisa
вопрос
matterofinfinitehope.Iam
все еще
stillalittleafraidofmissingто
somethingifIforgetthat,asmyотец
fathersnobbishlysuggested,andIsnobbishlyrepeat,asenseofthefundamentaldecenciesisparcelledoutunequallyatbirth.И
And,afterboastingthiswayofmytolerance,Icometotheadmissionчто
thatithasalimit.Conduct
может
maybefoundedonthehardrockили
orthewetmarshes,butпосле
afteracertainpointIdon’tcarewhatit’sfoundedна
on.WhenIcamebackfromtheEastlastautumnIfelt
что
thatIwantedtheworldtobeinuniformи
andatasortofmoralattentionforever;Iwanted
не
nomoreriotousexcursionswithprivilegedglimpsesintothehumanсердце
heart.OnlyGatsby,themanwhogiveshis
имя
nametothisbook,wasexemptfrommyreaction—Gatsby,whorepresentedвсе
everythingforwhichIhaveanunaffectedscorn.Если
Ifpersonalityisanunbrokenseriesofsuccessfulgestures,thentherewasто
somethinggorgeousabouthim,someheightenedsensitivitytothepromisesofжизни
life,asifhewererelatedtooneofтех
thoseintricatemachinesthatregisterearthquakestenthousandmilesaway.Thisresponsivenesshad
ничего
nothingtodowiththatflabbyimpressionabilitywhichisdignifiedunderthenameofthe“creativetemperament”—itwasanextraordinarygiftforhope,aromanticreadinesssuchasIу
haveneverfoundinanyotherpersonи
andwhichitisnotlikelyIshalleverfindснова
again.No—Gatsbyturnedoutallrightattheend;
itiswhatpreyedonGatsby,whatfouldustfloatedinthewakeofhisdreamsthattemporarilyclosedoutmyinterestintheabortivesorrows
и
andshort-windedelationsofmen.My
семья
familyhavebeenprominent,well-to-dopeopleinthisMiddleWesterncityforтрех
threegenerations.TheCarrawaysaresomethingofaclan,
и
andwehaveatraditionthatwe’redescendedfromtheDukesofBuccleuch,но
buttheactualfounderofmyлинии
linewasmygrandfather’sbrother,который
whocamehereinfifty-one,sentasubstitutetotheCivilWar,и
andstartedthewholesalehardwareбизнес
businessthatmyfathercarriesonсегодня
today.Ineversawthisgreat-uncle,
но
butI’msupposedtolookкак
likehim—withspecialreferencetotheratherhard-boiledpaintingthathangsinfather’soffice.Igraduatedfrom
Нью
NewHavenin1915,justaquarterofacenturyпосле
aftermyfather,andaнемного
littlelaterIparticipatedinthatdelayedTeutonicmigrationknownastheGreatВойна
War.Ienjoyedthecounter-raidsothoroughly
что
thatIcamebackrestless.Insteadofbeingthewarmcentreoftheworld,theMiddleWest
теперь
nowseemedliketheraggededgeoftheuniverse—soIdecidedtogoEastи
andlearnthebondbusiness.Все
EverybodyIknewwasinthebondbusiness,soIsupposeditcouldsupportoneеще
moresingleman.Allmyaunts
и
andunclestalkeditoverasiftheywerechoosingaprepschoolforменя
me,andfinallysaid,“Why—ye-es,”с
withverygrave,hesitantfaces.Отец
Fatheragreedtofinancemeforaгод
year,andaftervariousdelaysIcameEast,permanently,Ithought,inthespringoftwenty-two.Thepracticalthingwasto
найти
findroomsinthecity,но
butitwasawarmseason,и
andIhadjustleftacountryofwidelawnsи
andfriendlytrees,sowhenaмолодой
youngmanattheofficesuggestedthatwetakeaдом
housetogetherinacommutingtown,itsoundedкак
likeagreatidea.Hefoundthe
дом
house,aweather-beatencardboardbungalowateightyamonth,но
butatthelastminutethefirmorderedhimtoWashington,andIwentouttothecountryодин
alone.Ihadadog—at
крайней мере
leastIhadhimforaнесколько
fewdaysuntilheranaway—andanстарый
oldDodgeandaFinnishженщина
woman,whomademybedи
andcookedbreakfastandmutteredFinnishwisdomtoherselfovertheelectricstove.Itwaslonelyfora
дня
dayorsountilonemorningsomeman,более
morerecentlyarrivedthanI,stoppedmeontheroad.“Howdoyou
добраться
gettoWestEggvillage?”heaskedhelplessly.
Itold
ему
him.AndasIwalkedonIwaslonely
не
nolonger.Iwasaguide,apathfinder,anoriginalsettler.
Hehadcasuallyconferredonmethefreedomoftheneighbourhood.
И
Andsowiththesunshineи
andthegreatburstsofleavesgrowingonthetrees,justasthingsgrowinfastmovies,Ihadthatfamiliarconvictionthatжизнь
lifewasbeginningoveragainс
withthesummer.Therewasso
много
muchtoread,foronething,и
andsomuchfinehealthtobepulleddownoutoftheyoungbreath-givingвоздуха
air.Iboughtadozenvolumesonbanking
и
andcreditandinvestmentsecurities,и
andtheystoodonmyshelfinredи
andgoldlikenewmoneyfromthemint,promisingtounfoldtheshiningsecretsкоторые
thatonlyMidasandMorganи
andMaecenasknew.AndIhadthehighintentionofreading
много
manyotherbooksbesides.Iwasratherliteraryincollege—one
год
yearIwroteaseriesofочень
verysolemnandobviouseditorialsfortheYaleNews—andтеперь
nowIwasgoingtobringbackвсе
allsuchthingsintomyжизнь
lifeandbecomeagainthatmostlimitedofвсе
allspecialists,the“well-roundedman.”Это
Thisisn’tjustanepigram—lifeisнамного
muchmoresuccessfullylookedatfromasinglewindow,afterall.ItwasamatterofchancethatIshouldhaverenteda
дом
houseinoneofthestrangestcommunitiesinNorthAmerica.Itwasonthatslenderriotousisland
который
whichextendsitselfdueeastofНью
NewYork—andwherethereare,amongдругих
othernaturalcuriosities,twounusualformationsofland.Twentymilesfromthe
города
cityapairofenormouseggs,identicalincontourи
andseparatedonlybyacourtesybay,jutoutintothemostdomesticatedbodyofsaltводы
waterintheWesternhemisphere,theбольшой
greatwetbarnyardofLongIslandSound.Theyarenotperfectovals—liketheeggintheColumbusstory,theyarebothcrushedflatatthecontactend—buttheirphysicalresemblancemustbeasourceofperpetualwondertothegulls
которые
thatflyoverhead.Tothewinglessa
более
moreinterestingphenomenonistheirdissimilarityineveryparticularexceptshapeи
andsize.IlivedatWestEgg,the—well,thelessfashionableofthe
двух
two,thoughthisisamostsuperficialtagtoexpressthebizarreи
andnotalittlesinistercontrastмежду
betweenthem.Myhousewasattheverytipoftheegg,onlyfiftyyardsfromtheSound,
и
andsqueezedbetweentwohugeplacesкоторые
thatrentedfortwelveorfifteenthousandaseason.The
один
oneonmyrightwasacolossalaffairbyanystandard—itwasafactualimitationofsomeHôteldeVilleinNormandy,с
withatowerononeстороне
side,spankingnewunderathinbeardofrawivy,и
andamarbleswimmingpool,и
andmorethanfortyacresoflawnи
andgarden.ItwasGatsby’smansion.
Или
Or,rather,asIdidn’tknowMr.Gatsby,itwasв
amansioninhabitedbyagentlemanofthatname.My
собственный
ownhousewasaneyesore,но
butitwasasmalleyesore,и
andithadbeenoverlooked,soIhadaviewofthewater,apartialviewofmyneighbour’slawn,и
andtheconsolingproximityofmillionaires—allforeightydollarsamonth.AcrossthecourtesybaythewhitepalacesoffashionableEastEggglittered
вдоль
alongthewater,andthehistoryofthesummerдействительно
reallybeginsontheeveningIdroveoverтуда
theretohavedinnerwiththeTomBuchanans.Daisywasmysecondcousinonceremoved,
и
andI’dknownTomincollege.И
AndjustafterthewarIspentдва
twodayswiththeminChicago.Her
муж
husband,amongvariousphysicalaccomplishments,hadbeenодин
oneofthemostpowerfulendsthateverplayedfootballatНью
NewHaven—anationalfigureinaway,один
oneofthosemenwhoreachsuchanacutelimitedexcellenceattwenty-onethatвсе
everythingafterwardsavoursofanticlimax.His
семья
familywereenormouslywealthy—evenincollegehisfreedomс
withmoneywasamatterforreproach—butтеперь
nowhe’dleftChicagoandcomeEastinafashionthatrathertookyourbreathaway:forinstance,he’dbroughtdownastringofpoloponiesfromLakeForest.
Itwas
трудно
hardtorealizethatamaninmyowngenerationwaswealthyдостаточно
enoughtodothat.WhytheycameEastIdon’t
знаю
know.Theyhadspenta
год
yearinFrancefornoparticularreason,и
andthendriftedhereandтуда
thereunrestfullywhereverpeopleplayedpoloи
andwererichtogether.Thiswasapermanentmove,saidDaisyoverthetelephone,
но
butIdidn’tbelieveit—Ihadне
nosightintoDaisy’sheart,но
butIfeltthatTomwoulddriftonforeverseeking,aнемного
littlewistfully,forthedramaticturbulenceofsomeirrecoverablefootballgame.И
AndsoithappenedthatonawarmwindyeveningIdroveovertoEastEggtoseetwooldfriendswhomIscarcelyknewatall.Their
дом
housewasevenmoreelaborateчем
thanIexpected,acheerfulred-and-whiteGeorgianColonialmansion,overlookingthebay.Thelawnstartedatthebeach
и
andrantowardsthefrontdoorforaquarterofamile,jumpingoversundialsи
andbrickwalksandburninggardens—finallyкогда
whenitreachedthehousedriftingвверх
upthesideinbrightvinesasthoughfromthemomentumofitsrun.ThefrontwasbrokenbyalineofFrenchwindows,glowing
теперь
nowwithreflectedgoldandwideopentothewarmwindyafternoon,и
andTomBuchananinridingclotheswasstandingс
withhislegsapartonthefrontporch.Hehadchanged
с
sincehisNewHavenyears.Теперь
Nowhewasasturdystraw-hairedmanofthirty,с
witharatherhardmouthи
andasuperciliousmanner.Twoshiningarroganteyeshadestablisheddominance
над
overhisfaceandgavehimtheappearanceofвсегда
alwaysleaningaggressivelyforward.Not
даже
eventheeffeminateswankofhisridingclothescouldhidetheenormouspowerofthatbody—heseemedtofillэти
thoseglisteningbootsuntilhestrainedthetoplacing,и
andyoucouldseeagreatpackofmuscleshiftingкогда
whenhisshouldermovedunderhisthincoat.Itwasa
тело
bodycapableofenormousleverage—acruelтело
body.Hisspeakingvoice,agruffhuskytenor,addedtotheimpressionoffractiousnessheconveyed.
Therewasa
прикосновение
touchofpaternalcontemptinit,даже
eventowardpeopleheliked—andthereweremenatНью
NewHavenwhohadhatedhisguts.“Now,don’tthinkmyopiniononthesemattersisfinal,”heseemedtosay,“just
потому что
becauseI’mstrongerandmoreofaмужчина
manthanyouare.”Wewereinthesameseniorsociety,
и
andwhilewewereneverintimateIвсегда
alwayshadtheimpressionthatheapprovedofmeи
andwantedmetolikehimс
withsomeharsh,defiantwistfulnessofhisown.Wetalkedfora
несколько
fewminutesonthesunnyporch.“I’vegotaniceplacehere,”hesaid,hiseyesflashingaboutrestlessly.
Turningmearoundbyonearm,hemovedabroadflathand
вдоль
alongthefrontvista,includinginitssweepasunkenItaliangarden,ahalfacreofdeep,pungentroses,и
andasnub-nosedmotorboatthatbumpedthetideoffshore.“ItbelongedtoDemaine,theoilman.”
Heturnedmearound
снова
again,politelyandabruptly.“We’llgoinside.”
Wewalked
через
throughahighhallwayintoabrightrosy-colouredspace,fragilelyboundintothehousebyFrenchwindowsateitherend.Thewindowswereajar
и
andgleamingwhiteagainstthefreshgrassснаружи
outsidethatseemedtogrowaнемного
littlewayintothehouse.Abreezeblewthroughtheroom,blewcurtainsinatoneend
и
andouttheotherlikepaleflags,twistingthemвверх
uptowardthefrostedwedding-cakeoftheceiling,и
andthenrippledoverthewine-colouredrug,makingashadowonitaswinddoesonthesea.Theonlycompletelystationaryobjectintheroomwasanenormouscouchonwhich
две
twoyoungwomenwerebuoyedupasthoughuponananchoredballoon.Theywerebothinwhite,
и
andtheirdresseswereripplingи
andflutteringasiftheyhadтолько
justbeenblownbackinпосле
afterashortflightaroundthehouse.Imusthavestoodfora
несколько
fewmomentslisteningtothewhipи
andsnapofthecurtainsи
andthegroanofapictureonthewall.ThentherewasaboomasTomBuchananshuttherearwindows
и
andthecaughtwinddiedoutabouttheroom,и
andthecurtainsandtherugsи
andthetwoyoungwomenballoonedslowlytothefloor.Theyoungerofthetwowasastrangerto
меня
me.Shewasextendedfulllengthatherendofthedivan,completelymotionless,
и
andwithherchinraisedaнемного
little,asifshewerebalancingто
somethingonitwhichwasquitelikelytoупасть
fall.Ifshesawmeoutofthecornerofhereyesshegave
не
nohintofit—indeed,Iwasпочти
almostsurprisedintomurmuringanapologyforhavingdisturbedherbycomingin.Theother
девушка
girl,Daisy,madeanattempttorise—sheleanedslightlyforwardс
withaconscientiousexpression—thenshelaughed,anabsurd,charminglittlelaugh,и
andIlaughedtooandcameforwardintotheroom.“I’mp-paralysedwithhappiness.”
Shelaughed
снова
again,asifshesaidто
somethingverywitty,andheldmyруку
handforamoment,lookingupintomyface,promisingчто
thattherewasnooneintheмире
worldshesomuchwantedtoвидеть
see.Thatwasawayshehad.
Shehintedinamurmur
что
thatthesurnameofthebalancinggirlwasBaker.(I’vehearditsaid
что
thatDaisy’smurmurwasonlytomakeлюди
peopleleantowardher;anirrelevantcriticismthatmadeit
не
nolesscharming.)Atanyrate,
Мисс
MissBaker’slipsfluttered,shenoddedatmeпочти
almostimperceptibly,andthenquicklytippedherголову
headbackagain—theobjectshewasbalancinghadobviouslytotteredaнемного
littleandgivenhersomethingofafright.Опять
Againasortofapologyarosetomylips.Почти
Almostanyexhibitionofcompleteself-sufficiencydrawsastunnedtributefromменя
me.Ilookedbackatmycousin,whobegantoaskmequestionsinherlow,thrillingvoice.
Itwasthekindofvoicethattheearfollows
вверх
upanddown,asifeachspeechisanarrangementofnotesthatwillneverbeplayedснова
again.Herfacewassad
и
andlovelywithbrightthingsinit,brighteyesи
andabrightpassionatemouth,но
buttherewasanexcitementinhervoicethatmenwhohadcaredforherfounddifficulttoзабыть
forget:asingingcompulsion,awhispered“Listen,”a
обещание
promisethatshehaddonegay,excitingthingsтолько
justawhilesinceandчто
thatthereweregay,excitingthingshoveringinthenexthour.Itoldher
как
howIhadstoppedoffinChicagoforaдень
dayonmywayEast,и
andhowadozenpeoplehadsenttheirлюбовь
lovethroughme.“Dotheymissme?”
shecriedecstatically.
“The
весь
wholetownisdesolate.Allthecars
есть
havetheleftrearwheelpaintedblackasamourningwreath,и
andthere’sapersistentwailвсе
allnightalongthenorthshore.”“Howgorgeous!
Let’sgoback,Tom.
Tomorrow!”
Thensheaddedirrelevantly:
“Yououghtto
увидеть
seethebaby.”“I’dliketo.”
“She’sasleep.
She’s
три
threeyearsold.Haven’tyoueverseenher?”
“Never.”
“Well,yououghttosee
ней
her.She’s—”.
TomBuchanan,whohadbeenhoveringrestlesslyabouttheroom,stopped
и
andrestedhishandonmyshoulder.“Whatyoudoing,Nick?”
“I’mabondman.”
“Whowith?”
Itold
ему
him.“Neverheardofthem,”heremarkeddecisively.
Это
Thisannoyedme.“Youwill,”Iansweredshortly.
“Youwill
если
ifyoustayintheEast.”“Oh,I’llstayintheEast,don’tyouworry,”hesaid,glancingatDaisyandthen
обратно
backatme,asifhewerealertforто
somethingmore.“I’dbeaGoddamnedfooltoliveanywhereelse.”
At
этот
thispointMissBakersaid:“Absolutely!”
with
такой
suchsuddennessthatIstarted—itwasв
thefirstwordshehadutteredsinceIcameintoв
theroom.Evidentlyitsurprisedherasmuchasitdid
меня
me,forsheyawnedandс
withaseriesofrapid,deftmovementsstoodupintotheroom.“I’mstiff,”shecomplained,“I’vebeenlyingonthatsofaforas
долго
longasIcanremember.”“Don’tlookatme,”Daisyretorted,“I’vebeentryingtogetyouto
Нью
NewYorkallafternoon.”“No,thanks,”said
Мисс
MissBakertothefourcocktailsтолько
justinfromthepantry.“I’mabsolutelyintraining.”
Herhostlookedatherincredulously.
“Youare!”
Hetookdownhisdrinkas
если
ifitwereadropinthebottomofaglass.“Howyouevergetanythingdoneisbeyondme.”
Ilookedat
Мисс
MissBaker,wonderingwhatitwasshe“gotdone.”Ienjoyedlookingat
нее
her.Shewasaslender,small-breastedgirl,
с
withanerectcarriage,whichsheaccentuatedbythrowingherтело
bodybackwardattheshouldersкак
likeayoungcadet.Hergreysun-strainedeyeslookedbackatme
с
withpolitereciprocalcuriosityoutofawan,charming,discontentedface.Itoccurredtome
теперь
nowthatIhadseenее
her,orapictureofее
her,somewherebefore.“YouliveinWestEgg,”sheremarkedcontemptuously.
“I
знаю
knowsomebodythere.”“Idon’t
знаю
knowasingle—”.“YoumustknowGatsby.”
“Gatsby?”
demandedDaisy.
“WhatGatsby?”
Прежде чем
BeforeIcouldreplythathewasmyneighbourужин
dinnerwasannounced;wedginghistensearmimperativelyundermine,TomBuchanancompelledmefromtheroomasthoughheweremovingacheckertoanothersquare.
Slenderly,languidly,theirhandssetlightlyontheirhips,the
две
twoyoungwomenprecededusoutontoarosy-colouredporch,opentowardthesunset,где
wherefourcandlesflickeredonthetableinthediminishedwind.“Whycandles?”
objectedDaisy,frowning.
Shesnappedthemoutwithherfingers.
“In
две
twoweeksit’llbethelongestдень
dayintheyear.”Shelookedatusallradiantly.
“Doyou
всегда
alwayswatchforthelongestдня
dayoftheyearandthenmissего
it?Ialwayswatchforthelongest
день
dayintheyearandthenmissit.”“Weoughttoplansomething,”yawned
Мисс
MissBaker,sittingdownatthetableasifsheweregettingintoпостель
bed.“Allright,”saidDaisy.
“What’llweplan?”
Sheturnedtomehelplessly:
“Whatdo
люди
peopleplan?”BeforeIcould
ответить
answerhereyesfastenedwithanawedexpressiononherlittlefinger.“Look!”
shecomplained;
“Ihurtit.”
We
все
alllooked—theknucklewasblackи
andblue.“Youdidit,Tom,”shesaidaccusingly.
“I
знаю
knowyoudidn’tmeanto,но
butyoudiddoit.That’swhatIgetformarryingabruteofaman,agreat,big,hulkingphysicalspecimenofa—”.
“I
ненавижу
hatethatword‘hulking,’ ”objectedTomcrossly,“eveninkidding.”“Hulking,”insistedDaisy.
Иногда
SometimessheandMissBakertalkedatonce,unobtrusivelyи
andwithabanteringinconsequencethatwasneverсовсем
quitechatter,thatwasascoolastheirwhitedressesи
andtheirimpersonaleyesintheabsenceofalldesire.Theywere
здесь
here,andtheyacceptedTomи
andme,makingonlyapolitepleasantefforttoentertainили
ortobeentertained.Theyknew
что
thatpresentlydinnerwouldbeoverи
andalittlelatertheeveningтоже
toowouldbeoverandcasuallyputaway.ItwassharplydifferentfromtheWest,
где
whereaneveningwashurriedfromphasetophasetowardsitsclose,inacontinuallydisappointedanticipationили
orelseinsheernervousdreadofthemomentitself.“Youmakemefeeluncivilized,Daisy,”Iconfessedonmysecondglassofcorky
но
butratherimpressiveclaret.“Can’tyoutalk
о
aboutcropsorsomething?”Imeant
ничего
nothinginparticularbythisremark,но
butitwastakenupinanunexpectedобразом
way.“Civilization’sgoingtopieces,”brokeoutTomviolently.
“I’vegottentobeaterriblepessimistaboutthings.
HaveyoureadTheRiseoftheColouredEmpiresbythismanGoddard?”
“Why,no,”Ianswered,rathersurprisedbyhistone.
“Well,it’safine
книга
book,andeverybodyoughttoпрочитать
readit.Theideais
если
ifwedon’tlookoutв
thewhiteracewillbe—willbeutterlysubmerged.It’s
все
allscientificstuff;it’sbeenproved.”