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The Great Gatsby | Gradually Hardening Spanish A1 Translation Books

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I
Inmyyounger
y
andmorevulnerableyearsmy
padre
fathergavemesomeadvicethatI’vebeenturningoverinmy
mente
mindeversince.
“Wheneveryoufeellikecriticizinganyone,”he
dijo
toldme,“justrememberthat
todas
allthepeopleinthis
mundo
worldhaven’thadtheadvantagesthatyou’vehad.”
Hedidn’t
dijo
sayanymore,butwe’ve
siempre
alwaysbeenunusuallycommunicativein
una
areservedway,andI
entendí
understoodthathemeantagreatdeal
más
morethanthat.
Inconsequence,I’minclinedtoreserve
todos
alljudgements,ahabitthat
ha
hasopenedupmanycuriousnaturestome
y
andalsomademethevictimofnot
un
afewveteranbores.
Theabnormal
mente
mindisquicktodetect
y
andattachitselftothisquality
cuando
whenitappearsinanormal
persona
person,andsoitcameaboutthatincollegeIwasunjustlyaccusedofbeingapolitician,
porque
becauseIwasprivytothesecretgriefsofwild,unknownmen.
Mayoría
Mostoftheconfidenceswereunsought—frequentlyI
he
havefeignedsleep,preoccupation,orahostilelevity
cuando
whenIrealizedbysomeunmistakable
signo
signthatanintimaterevelationwasquiveringonthehorizon;
fortheintimaterevelationsof
jóvenes
youngmen,oratleastthetermsinwhichtheyexpressthem,areusuallyplagiaristic
y
andmarredbyobvioussuppressions.
Reservingjudgementsis
una
amatterofinfinitehope.
Iam
todavía
stillalittleafraidof
perder
missingsomethingifIforgetthat,asmy
padre
fathersnobbishlysuggested,andIsnobbishlyrepeat,
un
asenseofthefundamentaldecenciesisparcelledoutunequallyatbirth.
Y
And,afterboastingthiswayofmytolerance,I
llego
cometotheadmissionthatit
tiene
hasalimit.
Conductmaybefoundedonthehardrock
o
orthewetmarshes,butafter
un
acertainpointIdon’t
importa
carewhatit’sfoundedon.
Cuando
WhenIcamebackfrom
el
theEastlastautumnI
sentí
feltthatIwantedthe
mundo
worldtobeinuniform
y
andatasortofmoralattentionforever;
I
quería
wantednomoreriotousexcursions
con
withprivilegedglimpsesintothe
humano
humanheart.
OnlyGatsby,the
hombre
manwhogiveshisnameto
este
thisbook,wasexemptfrommyreaction—Gatsby,whorepresented
todo
everythingforwhichIhave
un
anunaffectedscorn.
Ifpersonalityisanunbrokenseriesofsuccessfulgestures,thentherewas
algo
somethinggorgeousabouthim,someheightenedsensitivitytothepromisesof
vida
life,asifhewererelatedtooneofthoseintricatemachinesthatregisterearthquakes
diez
tenthousandmilesaway.
Thisresponsivenesshad
nada
nothingtodowiththatflabbyimpressionabilitywhichisdignified
bajo
underthenameofthe“creativetemperament”—itwasanextraordinarygiftfor
esperanza
hope,aromanticreadinesssuchasIhave
nunca
neverfoundinanyother
persona
personandwhichitisnotlikelyIshallever
encontrar
findagain.
No—Gatsbyturnedoutall
bien
rightattheend;
itiswhatpreyedonGatsby,whatfouldustfloatedinthe
estela
wakeofhisdreamsthattemporarily
cerró
closedoutmyinterestintheabortivesorrows
y
andshort-windedelationsofmen.
My
familia
familyhavebeenprominent,well-to-do
gente
peopleinthisMiddleWestern
ciudad
cityforthreegenerations.
TheCarrawaysaresomethingofaclan,
y
andwehaveatraditionthatwe’redescendedfromtheDukesofBuccleuch,
pero
buttheactualfounderofmy
línea
linewasmygrandfather’sbrother,who
vino
camehereinfifty-one,sentasubstitutetotheCivil
Guerra
War,andstartedthewholesalehardware
negocio
businessthatmyfathercarrieson
hoy
today.
Ineversawthisgreat-uncle,
pero
butI’msupposedtolooklikehim—with
especial
specialreferencetotheratherhard-boiledpaintingthat
cuelga
hangsinfather’soffice.
IgraduatedfromNewHavenin1915,
justo
justaquarterofacenturyaftermy
padre
father,andalittlelaterIparticipatedin
esa
thatdelayedTeutonicmigrationknownas
la
theGreatWar.
Ienjoyed
el
thecounter-raidsothoroughlythatIcamebackrestless.
Insteadofbeing
el
thewarmcentreofthe
mundo
world,theMiddleWestnowseemedlike
el
theraggededgeoftheuniverse—soIdecidedto
ir
goEastandlearnthebond
negocio
business.
EverybodyIknewwasinthebond
negocio
business,soIsupposedit
podría
couldsupportonemoresingle
hombre
man.
Allmyauntsanduncles
hablaron
talkeditoverasiftheywerechoosing
una
aprepschoolforme,
y
andfinallysaid,“Why—ye-es,”with
muy
verygrave,hesitantfaces.
Fatheragreedtofinancemefor
un
ayear,andaftervariousdelaysI
vine
cameEast,permanently,Ithought,in
la
thespringoftwenty-two.
Thepracticalthingwasto
encontrar
findroomsinthecity,
pero
butitwasawarmseason,
y
andIhadjustlefta
país
countryofwidelawnsandfriendlytrees,so
cuando
whenayoungmanat
la
theofficesuggestedthatwe
tomáramos
takeahousetogetherinacommutingtown,it
sonaba
soundedlikeagreatidea.
He
encontró
foundthehouse,aweather-beatencardboardbungalowateighty
un
amonth,butatthe
último
lastminutethefirmorderedhimtoWashington,
y
andIwentouttothe
campo
countryalone.
Ihadadog—at
menos
leastIhadhimforafewdays
hasta que
untilheranaway—andan
viejo
oldDodgeandaFinnish
mujer
woman,whomademybed
y
andcookedbreakfastandmutteredFinnishwisdomtoherself
sobre
overtheelectricstove.
Itwaslonelyfora
día
dayorsountilone
mañana
morningsomeman,morerecentlyarrivedthanI,
detuvo
stoppedmeontheroad.
“Howdoyou
llegas
gettoWestEggvillage?”
he
preguntó
askedhelplessly.
Itoldhim.
Y
AndasIwalkedonIwaslonely
no
nolonger.
Iwasaguide,apathfinder,anoriginalsettler.
He
había
hadcasuallyconferredonme
la
thefreedomoftheneighbourhood.
Y
Andsowiththesunshine
y
andthegreatburstsofleavesgrowingonthetrees,justasthingsgrowinfastmovies,I
tuve
hadthatfamiliarconvictionthat
vida
lifewasbeginningoveragain
con
withthesummer.
Therewasso
tanto
muchtoread,foronething,
y
andsomuchfinehealthtobepulleddownoutofthe
joven
youngbreath-givingair.
Ibought
una
adozenvolumesonbanking
y
andcreditandinvestmentsecurities,
y
andtheystoodonmyshelfin
rojo
redandgoldlikenew
dinero
moneyfromthemint,promisingtounfoldtheshiningsecretsthat
sólo
onlyMidasandMorganandMaecenas
conocían
knew.
AndIhadthehighintentionof
leer
readingmanyotherbooksbesides.
Iwasratherliteraryincollege—one
año
yearIwroteaseriesof
muy
verysolemnandobviouseditorialsfortheYaleNews—and
ahora
nowIwasgoingto
traer
bringbackallsuchthingsintomy
vida
lifeandbecomeagainthat
más
mostlimitedofallspecialists,the“well-roundedman.”
Esto
Thisisn’tjustanepigram—lifeismuch
más
moresuccessfullylookedatfromasinglewindow,after
todo
all.
Itwasamatterof
azar
chancethatIshouldhaverenteda
casa
houseinoneofthestrangestcommunitiesinNorthAmerica.
Itwason
esa
thatslenderriotousislandwhichextendsitselfdueeastofNewYork—and
donde
wherethereare,amongothernaturalcuriosities,
dos
twounusualformationsofland.
Twentymilesfromthe
ciudad
cityapairofenormouseggs,identicalincontour
y
andseparatedonlybyacourtesybay,jutoutintothe
más
mostdomesticatedbodyofsaltwaterintheWesternhemisphere,the
gran
greatwetbarnyardofLongIslandSound.
Theyarenotperfectovals—liketheeggintheColumbus
historia
story,theyarebothcrushedflatatthecontactend—buttheirphysicalresemblance
debe
mustbeasourceofperpetualwondertothegullsthatflyoverhead.
To
los
thewinglessamoreinterestingphenomenonistheirdissimilarityin
todos
everyparticularexceptshapeandsize.
I
vivía
livedatWestEgg,the—well,thelessfashionableofthe
dos
two,thoughthisisamostsuperficialtagtoexpressthebizarre
y
andnotalittlesinistercontrast
entre
betweenthem.
Myhousewasat
la
theverytipoftheegg,
sólo
onlyfiftyyardsfromtheSound,
y
andsqueezedbetweentwohugeplacesthatrentedfortwelve
o
orfifteenthousandaseason.
El
Theoneonmyrightwasacolossalaffairby
cualquier
anystandard—itwasafactualimitationofsomeHôteldeVilleinNormandy,
con
withatoweronone
lado
side,spankingnewunderathinbeardofrawivy,
y
andamarbleswimmingpool,
y
andmorethanfortyacresoflawn
y
andgarden.
ItwasGatsby’smansion.
O
Or,rather,asIdidn’t
conocía
knowMr.Gatsby,itwasamansioninhabitedbyagentlemanof
ese
thatname.
Myownhousewasaneyesore,
pero
butitwasasmalleyesore,
y
andithadbeenoverlooked,soIhadaviewof
la
thewater,apartialviewofmyneighbour’slawn,
y
andtheconsolingproximityofmillionaires—allforeightydollarsamonth.
AcrossthecourtesybaythewhitepalacesoffashionableEastEggglittered
a lo largo
alongthewater,andthehistoryofthesummer
realmente
reallybeginsontheeveningI
conduje
droveovertheretohave
cenar
dinnerwiththeTomBuchanans.
Daisywasmy
segunda
secondcousinonceremoved,andI’d
conocido
knownTomincollege.
And
justo
justafterthewarIspent
dos
twodayswiththeminChicago.
Her
marido
husband,amongvariousphysicalaccomplishments,
había
hadbeenoneofthe
más
mostpowerfulendsthatever
jugaron
playedfootballatNewHaven—anationalfigureinaway,oneof
esos
thosemenwhoreachsuchanacutelimitedexcellenceattwenty-onethat
todo
everythingafterwardsavoursofanticlimax.
His
familia
familywereenormouslywealthy—evenincollegehisfreedom
con
withmoneywasamatterforreproach—but
ahora
nowhe’dleftChicagoand
venido
comeEastinafashionthatrathertookyourbreathaway:
forinstance,he’d
traído
broughtdownastringofpoloponiesfromLakeForest.
Itwas
difícil
hardtorealizethata
hombre
maninmyowngenerationwaswealthy
lo suficientemente
enoughtodothat.
Whythey
vinieron
cameEastIdon’tknow.
They
habían
hadspentayearinFrancefornoparticular
razón
reason,andthendriftedhere
y
andthereunrestfullywhereverpeople
jugaba
playedpoloandwererich
juntos
together.
Thiswasapermanent
movimiento
move,saidDaisyoverthetelephone,
pero
butIdidn’tbelieveit—I
tenía
hadnosightintoDaisy’s
corazón
heart,butIfeltthatTomwoulddriftonforeverseeking,
un
alittlewistfully,forthedramaticturbulenceofsomeirrecoverablefootball
juego
game.
Andsoithappenedthaton
una
awarmwindyeveningI
conduje
droveovertoEastEggto
ver
seetwooldfriendswhomIscarcely
conocía
knewatall.
Theirhousewaseven
más
moreelaboratethanIexpected,
una
acheerfulred-and-whiteGeorgianColonialmansion,overlooking
la
thebay.
Thelawnstartedatthebeach
y
andrantowardsthefront
puerta
doorforaquarterof
un
amile,jumpingoversundials
y
andbrickwalksandburninggardens—finally
cuando
whenitreachedthehousedriftingupthe
lado
sideinbrightvinesasthoughfromthemomentumofits
corría
run.
Thefrontwasbrokenby
una
alineofFrenchwindows,glowing
ahora
nowwithreflectedgoldandwideopentothewarmwindyafternoon,
y
andTomBuchananinridingclotheswasstanding
con
withhislegsapartonthefrontporch.
He
había
hadchangedsincehisNewHavenyears.
Ahora
Nowhewasasturdystraw-haired
hombre
manofthirty,witharatherhardmouth
y
andasuperciliousmanner.
Twoshiningarroganteyes
habían
hadestablisheddominanceoverhis
rostro
faceandgavehimtheappearanceof
siempre
alwaysleaningaggressivelyforward.
Not
siquiera
eventheeffeminateswankofhisridingclothescouldhidetheenormous
poder
powerofthatbody—heseemedtofillthoseglisteningboots
hasta que
untilhestrainedthetoplacing,
y
andyoucouldseea
gran
greatpackofmuscleshifting
cuando
whenhisshouldermovedunderhisthincoat.
Itwasa
cuerpo
bodycapableofenormousleverage—acruel
cuerpo
body.
Hisspeakingvoice,agruffhuskytenor,addedto
la
theimpressionoffractiousnessheconveyed.
Therewas
un
atouchofpaternalcontemptinit,
incluso
eventowardpeopleheliked—andthereweremenatNewHavenwhohad
odiado
hatedhisguts.
“Now,don’tthinkmyopinionon
estos
thesemattersisfinal,”heseemedto
decir
say,“justbecauseI’mstronger
y
andmoreofamanthanyouare.”
Wewerein
la
thesameseniorsociety,andwhilewewere
nunca
neverintimateIalwayshad
la
theimpressionthatheapprovedofme
y
andwantedmetolikehim
con
withsomeharsh,defiantwistfulnessofhis
tuve
own.
Wetalkedforafewminuteson
el
thesunnyporch.
“I’vegot
un
aniceplacehere,”he
dijo
said,hiseyesflashingaboutrestlessly.
Turningmearoundbyonearm,he
movió
movedabroadflathandalong
la
thefrontvista,includinginitssweepasunkenItaliangarden,a
medio
halfacreofdeep,pungentroses,
y
andasnub-nosedmotorboatthatbumped
la
thetideoffshore.
“ItbelongedtoDemaine,
el
theoilman.”
Heturnedmearound
de nuevo
again,politelyandabruptly.
“We’ll
vamos
goinside.”
Wewalkedthrough
un
ahighhallwayintoabrightrosy-colouredspace,fragilelyboundinto
la
thehousebyFrenchwindowsateitherend.
Thewindowswereajar
y
andgleamingwhiteagainstthefreshgrass
afuera
outsidethatseemedtogrow
un
alittlewayintothe
casa
house.
Abreezeblewthroughthe
habitación
room,blewcurtainsinatone
extremo
endandouttheotherlikepaleflags,twistingthemuptowardthefrostedwedding-cakeoftheceiling,
y
andthenrippledoverthewine-colouredrug,makingashadowonitaswinddoesonthesea.
Theonlycompletelystationaryobjectinthe
habitación
roomwasanenormouscouchonwhich
dos
twoyoungwomenwerebuoyedupasthoughupon
un
ananchoredballoon.
Theywere
ambos
bothinwhite,andtheirdresseswererippling
y
andflutteringasiftheyhadjustbeenblownbackinafter
un
ashortflightaroundthe
casa
house.
Imusthavestoodfor
un
afewmomentslisteningtothewhip
y
andsnapofthecurtains
y
andthegroanofapictureonthewall.
Thentherewas
un
aboomasTomBuchanan
cerró
shuttherearwindowsandthe
atrapado
caughtwinddiedoutaboutthe
habitación
room,andthecurtainsandtherugs
y
andthetwoyoungwomenballoonedslowlytothefloor.
Theyoungerofthe
dos
twowasastrangerto
mí
me.
Shewasextendedfulllengthather
extremo
endofthedivan,completelymotionless,
y
andwithherchinraised
un
alittle,asifshewerebalancing
algo
somethingonitwhichwasquitelikelyto
caiga
fall.
Ifshesawmeoutofthecornerofhereyesshe
daba
gavenohintofit—indeed,Iwas
casi
almostsurprisedintomurmuringanapologyforhavingdisturbedherbycomingin.
La
Theothergirl,Daisy,madeanattempttorise—sheleanedslightlyforward
con
withaconscientiousexpression—thenshelaughed,anabsurd,charminglittlelaugh,
y
andIlaughedtooandcameforwardinto
la
theroom.
“I’mp-paralysedwithhappiness.”
Shelaughed
de nuevo
again,asifshesaid
algo
somethingverywitty,andheldmy
mano
handforamoment,lookingupintomy
cara
face,promisingthattherewas
no
nooneintheworldsheso
tanto
muchwantedtosee.
Thatwas
una
awayshehad.
Shehintedin
un
amurmurthatthesurnameofthebalancing
chica
girlwasBaker.
(I’veheardit
decir
saidthatDaisy’smurmurwas
sólo
onlytomakepeopleleantoward
ella
her;
anirrelevantcriticismthat
hizo
madeitnolesscharming.)
At
cualquier
anyrate,MissBaker’slipsfluttered,shenoddedatme
casi
almostimperceptibly,andthenquicklytippedher
cabeza
headbackagain—theobjectshewasbalancing
había
hadobviouslytotteredalittle
y
andgivenhersomethingof
un
afright.
Againasortofapologyarosetomylips.
Casi
Almostanyexhibitionofcompleteself-sufficiencydraws
un
astunnedtributefromme.
I
miré
lookedbackatmycousin,whobeganto
preguntas
askmequestionsinherlow,thrillingvoice.
Itwas
el
thekindofvoicethat
el
theearfollowsupand
abajo
down,asifeachspeechis
un
anarrangementofnotesthatwill
nunca
neverbeplayedagain.
Her
rostro
facewassadandlovely
con
withbrightthingsinit,brighteyes
y
andabrightpassionatemouth,
pero
buttherewasanexcitementinhervoicethatmenwhohadcaredforher
encontraron
founddifficulttoforget:
a
cantar
singingcompulsion,awhispered“Listen,”a
promesa
promisethatshehaddonegay,excitingthingsjustawhilesince
y
andthatthereweregay,excitingthingshoveringin
la
thenexthour.
Itoldher
cómo
howIhadstoppedoffinChicagofora
día
dayonmywayEast,
y
andhowadozenpeoplehad
enviado
senttheirlovethroughme.
“Dothey
extrañan
missme?”
shecriedecstatically.
“Thewhole
ciudad
townisdesolate.
Allthecarshavetheleftrearwheelpainted
negro
blackasamourningwreath,
y
andthere’sapersistentwailall
noche
nightalongthenorthshore.”
“Howgorgeous!
Let’s
vamos
goback,Tom.
Tomorrow!”
Thensheaddedirrelevantly:
“Yououghtto
ver
seethebaby.”
“I’dliketo.”
“She’sasleep.
She’s
tres
threeyearsold.
Haven’tyouever
visto
seenher?”
“Never.”
“Well,yououghttoseeher.
She’s—”.
TomBuchanan,who
había
hadbeenhoveringrestlesslyabout
la
theroom,stoppedandrestedhis
mano
handonmyshoulder.
“Whatyou
haciendo
doing,Nick?”
“I’mabondman.”
“Whowith?”
I
dije
toldhim.
“Neverheardofthem,”heremarkeddecisively.
Esto
Thisannoyedme.
“Youwill,”I
respondí
answeredshortly.
“Youwillifyou
quedas
stayintheEast.”
“Oh,I’ll
quedaré
stayintheEast,don’tyouworry,”he
dijo
said,glancingatDaisyandthenbackatme,as
si
ifhewerealertfor
algo
somethingmore.
“I’dbeaGoddamnedfoolto
vivir
liveanywhereelse.”
Atthis
punto
pointMissBakersaid:
“Absolutely!”
withsuchsuddennessthatIstarted—itwas
la
thefirstwordshehaduttered
desde
sinceIcameintothe
habitación
room.
Evidentlyitsurprisedheras
tanto
muchasitdidme,forsheyawned
y
andwithaseriesofrapid,deftmovementsstoodupinto
la
theroom.
“I’mstiff,”shecomplained,“I’vebeenlyingon
ese
thatsofaforaslongasI
puedo
canremember.”
“Don’tlookatme,”Daisyretorted,“I’vebeen
tratando
tryingtogetyoutoNewYork
toda
allafternoon.”
“No,thanks,”said
Srta
MissBakertothefourcocktailsjustinfromthepantry.
“I’mabsolutelyintraining.”
Herhost
miró
lookedatherincredulously.
“Youare!”
He
tomó
tookdownhisdrinkas
si
ifitwereadropin
el
thebottomofaglass.
“Howyoueverget
algo
anythingdoneisbeyondme.”
I
miré
lookedatMissBaker,wonderingwhatitwasshe“gotdone.”
Ienjoyedlookingather.
Shewasaslender,small-breasted
niña
girl,withanerectcarriage,whichsheaccentuatedbythrowingher
cuerpo
bodybackwardattheshoulders
como
likeayoungcadet.
Hergreysun-strainedeyes
miraron
lookedbackatmewithpolitereciprocalcuriosityoutof
un
awan,charming,discontentedface.
Itoccurredtome
ahora
nowthatIhadseen
ella
her,orapictureof
ella
her,somewherebefore.
“YouliveinWestEgg,”sheremarkedcontemptuously.
“I
conozco
knowsomebodythere.”
“Idon’t
conozco
knowasingle—”.
“Youmust
conocer
knowGatsby.”
“Gatsby?”
demandedDaisy.
“WhatGatsby?”
BeforeI
pudiera
couldreplythathewasmyneighbour
cena
dinnerwasannounced;
wedginghistensearmimperatively
bajo
undermine,TomBuchanancompelledmefromthe
habitación
roomasthoughhewere
moviendo
movingacheckertoanothersquare.
Slenderly,languidly,theirhandssetlightlyontheirhips,the
dos
twoyoungwomenprecededusoutonto
un
arosy-colouredporch,opentowardthesunset,
donde
wherefourcandlesflickeredonthetableinthediminishedwind.
“Whycandles?”
objectedDaisy,frowning.
Shesnappedthemout
con
withherfingers.
“Intwoweeksit’llbe
el
thelongestdayintheyear.”
She
miró
lookedatusallradiantly.
“Doyou
siempre
alwayswatchforthelongest
día
dayoftheyearandthen
pierdes
missit?
Ialwayswatchfor
el
thelongestdayinthe
año
yearandthenmissit.”
“Weoughtto
planear
plansomething,”yawnedMissBaker,
sentándose
sittingdownatthetableas
si
ifsheweregettinginto
cama
bed.
“Allright,”saidDaisy.
“What’llweplan?”
Sheturnedtomehelplessly:
“Whatdo
gente
peopleplan?”
BeforeIcould
responder
answerhereyesfastenedwith
una
anawedexpressiononherlittlefinger.
“Look!”
shecomplained;
“I
lastimé
hurtit.”
Wealllooked—theknucklewas
negro
blackandblue.
“Youdidit,Tom,”she
dijo
saidaccusingly.
“Iknowyoudidn’tmeanto,
pero
butyoudiddoit.
That’swhatI
obtengo
getformarryingabruteof
un
aman,agreat,big,hulkingphysicalspecimenofa—”.
“Ihate
esa
thatword‘hulking,’ ”objectedTomcrossly,“eveninkidding.”
“Hulking,”insistedDaisy.
Sometimesshe
y
andMissBakertalkedatonce,unobtrusively
y
andwithabanteringinconsequencethatwas
nunca
neverquitechatter,thatwasas
fresco
coolastheirwhitedresses
y
andtheirimpersonaleyesin
la
theabsenceofalldesire.
Theywere
aquí
here,andtheyacceptedTom
y
andme,makingonlyapolitepleasantefforttoentertain
o
ortobeentertained.
They
sabían
knewthatpresentlydinnerwouldbeover
y
andalittlelatertheevening
también
toowouldbeoverandcasually
pondría
putaway.
Itwassharply
diferente
differentfromtheWest,whereaneveningwas
apresuraba
hurriedfromphasetophasetowardsitsclose,inacontinuallydisappointedanticipation
o
orelseinsheernervousdreadofthemomentitself.
“You
haces
makemefeeluncivilized,Daisy,”Iconfessedonmy
segundo
secondglassofcorkybutratherimpressiveclaret.
“Can’tyou
hablar
talkaboutcropsorsomething?”
I
decir
meantnothinginparticularby
este
thisremark,butitwas
tomado
takenupinanunexpected
manera
way.
“Civilization’sgoingtopieces,”brokeoutTomviolently.
“I’vegottentobe
un
aterriblepessimistaboutthings.
Has
HaveyoureadTheRiseoftheColouredEmpiresby
este
thismanGoddard?”
“Why,no,”I
respondí
answered,rathersurprisedbyhistone.
“Well,it’s
un
afinebook,andeverybodyoughttoreadit.
La
Theideaisifwedon’tlookout
la
thewhiteracewillbe—willbeutterlysubmerged.
It’s
todo
allscientificstuff;
it’sbeenproved.”