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The Great Gatsby | Gradually Hardening Turkish A1-B2 Books

The Great Gatsby | Gradually Hardening Turkish A1-B2 Books

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I
Inmyyounger
ve
andmorevulnerableyearsmyfather
verdi
gavemesomeadvicethatI’vebeenturningoverinmymindever
beri
since.
“Wheneveryoufeellikecriticizinganyone,”hetold
bana
me,“justrememberthatallthepeopleinthisworldhaven’thadtheadvantagesthatyou’vehad.”
Hedidn’t
söylemedi
sayanymore,butwe’ve
her zaman
alwaysbeenunusuallycommunicativein
bir
areservedway,andI
anladım
understoodthathemeantagreatdealmorethanthat.
Inconsequence,I’minclinedtoreserve
tüm
alljudgements,ahabitthathas
açtı
openedupmanycuriousnaturestome
ve
andalsomademethevictimofnota
birkaç
fewveteranbores.
Theabnormal
zihin
mindisquicktodetect
ve
andattachitselftothisqualitywhenitappearsin
bir
anormalperson,andsoitcameaboutthatincollegeIwasunjustlyaccusedofbeing
bir
apolitician,becauseIwasprivytothe
gizli
secretgriefsofwild,unknownmen.
Çoğu
Mostoftheconfidenceswereunsought—frequentlyIhavefeigned
uyku
sleep,preoccupation,orahostilelevitywhenIrealizedbysomeunmistakablesignthatan
samimi
intimaterevelationwasquiveringonthe
ufukta
horizon;
fortheintimaterevelationsof
genç
youngmen,oratleastthetermsinwhichthey
ifade
expressthem,areusuallyplagiaristic
ve
andmarredbyobvioussuppressions.
Reservingjudgementsis
bir
amatterofinfinitehope.
Iam
hala
stillalittleafraidofmissingsomethingifI
unutursam
forgetthat,asmyfathersnobbishlysuggested,
ve
andIsnobbishlyrepeat,asenseofthe
temel
fundamentaldecenciesisparcelledoutunequallyatbirth.
Ve
And,afterboastingthiswayofmytolerance,I
geldim
cometotheadmissionthatithas
bir
alimit.
Conductmaybefoundedonthe
sert
hardrockorthewetmarshes,
ama
butafteracertainpointIdon’tcarewhatit’sfoundedon.
WhenIcamebackfromthe
Doğu
EastlastautumnIfeltthatIwantedtheworldtobeinuniform
ve
andatasortof
ahlaki
moralattentionforever;
Iwantednomoreriotousexcursionswith
ayrıcalıklı
privilegedglimpsesintothehumanheart.
Sadece
OnlyGatsby,themanwhogiveshis
adını
nametothisbook,was
muaf
exemptfrommyreaction—Gatsby,whorepresented
her şeyi
everythingforwhichIhave
bir
anunaffectedscorn.
Ifpersonalityisanunbrokenseriesof
başarılı
successfulgestures,thentherewas
şey
somethinggorgeousabouthim,someheightened
duyarlılık
sensitivitytothepromisesoflife,as
eğer
ifhewererelatedtooneofthose
karmaşık
intricatemachinesthatregisterearthquakes
on
tenthousandmilesaway.
Thisresponsivenesshadnothingtodowiththatflabbyimpressionability
olan
whichisdignifiedunderthe
adı
nameofthe“creativetemperament”—itwasan
olağanüstü
extraordinarygiftforhope,a
romantik
romanticreadinesssuchasIhaveneverfoundinany
başka
otherpersonandwhichitisnot
muhtemel
likelyIshalleverfind
daha
again.
No—Gatsbyturnedoutallrightatthe
sonunda
end;
itiswhatpreyedonGatsby,whatfouldustfloatedinthewakeofhisdreamsthattemporarily
kapattı
closedoutmyinterestintheabortivesorrows
ve
andshort-windedelationsofmen.
Myfamilyhavebeen
önde gelen
prominent,well-to-dopeopleinthis
Orta
MiddleWesterncityforthreegenerations.
TheCarrawaysaresomethingof
bir
aclan,andwehave
bir
atraditionthatwe’redescendedfromtheDukesofBuccleuch,
ama
buttheactualfounderofmylinewasmygrandfather’sbrother,whocame
buraya
hereinfifty-one,senta
yedek
substitutetotheCivilWar,
ve
andstartedthewholesalehardwarebusinessthatmyfathercarrieson
bugün
today.
Ineversawthisgreat-uncle,
ama
butI’msupposedtolooklikehim—with
özel
specialreferencetotheratherhard-boiledpaintingthathangsinfather’soffice.
IgraduatedfromNewHavenin1915,
sadece
justaquarterofa
yüzyıl
centuryaftermyfather,andalittlelaterI
katıldım
participatedinthatdelayedTeutonicmigrationknownasthe
Büyük
GreatWar.
Ienjoyedthecounter-raidsothoroughly
o
thatIcamebackrestless.
Yerine
Insteadofbeingthewarm
merkezi
centreoftheworld,the
Orta
MiddleWestnowseemedlikethe
yırtık
raggededgeoftheuniverse—soI
karar
decidedtogoEastand
öğrenmeye
learnthebondbusiness.
EverybodyIknewwasinthe
tahvil
bondbusiness,soIsupposeditcouldsupport
bir
onemoresingleman.
Allmyaunts
ve
andunclestalkeditoverasiftheywere
seçiyormuş
choosingaprepschoolforme,
ve
andfinallysaid,“Why—ye-es,”with
çok
verygrave,hesitantfaces.
Fatheragreedtofinancemefor
bir
ayear,andaftervariousdelaysI
geldim
cameEast,permanently,Ithought,inthespringoftwenty-two.
The
pratik
practicalthingwastofindroomsinthecity,
ama
butitwasawarmseason,
ve
andIhadjustleft
bir
acountryofwidelawns
ve
andfriendlytrees,sowhen
bir
ayoungmanattheofficesuggestedthatwetake
bir
ahousetogetherinacommutingtown,itsounded
gibi
likeagreatidea.
He
buldu
foundthehouse,aweather-beaten
karton
cardboardbungalowateightya
ayda
month,butatthelastminutethe
firma
firmorderedhimtoWashington,
ve
andIwentouttothecountryalone.
I
vardı
hadadog—atleastI
vardı
hadhimforafewdays
kadar
untilheranaway—andan
yaşlı
oldDodgeandaFinnishwoman,whomademybed
ve
andcookedbreakfastandmutteredFinnishwisdomtoherself
üzerinde
overtheelectricstove.
Itwaslonelyfora
gün
dayorsountilone
sabah
morningsomeman,morerecentlyarrivedthanI,stoppedmeonthe
yolda
road.
“Howdoyougetto
Batı
WestEggvillage?”
heaskedhelplessly.
Itold
ona
him.
AndasIwalkedonIwas
yalnız
lonelynolonger.
Iwasaguide,apathfinder,an
orijinal
originalsettler.
Hehadcasuallyconferredonmethefreedomoftheneighbourhood.
Ve
Andsowiththesunshine
ve
andthegreatburstsofleavesgrowingonthetrees,justasthingsgrowin
hızlı
fastmovies,Ihadthat
tanıdık
familiarconvictionthatlifewasbeginningover
yeniden
againwiththesummer.
Therewassomuchtoread,forone
şey
thing,andsomuchfine
sağlık
healthtobepulleddownoutofthe
genç
youngbreath-givingair.
Ibought
bir
adozenvolumesonbanking
ve
andcreditandinvestmentsecurities,
ve
andtheystoodonmyshelfin
kırmızı
redandgoldlikenewmoneyfromthemint,promisingtounfoldtheshiningsecretsthatonlyMidas
ve
andMorganandMaecenasknew.
Ve
AndIhadthehighintentionofreading
birçok
manyotherbooksbesides.
Iwasratherliteraryincollege—one
yıl
yearIwroteaseriesofvery
ciddi
solemnandobviouseditorialsfortheYaleNews—and
şimdi
nowIwasgoingto
getirecektim
bringbackallsuchthingsintomylife
ve
andbecomeagainthatmostlimitedof
tüm
allspecialists,the“well-roundedman.”
Bu
Thisisn’tjustanepigram—lifeismuchmoresuccessfullylookedatfroma
tek
singlewindow,afterall.
ItwasamatterofchancethatIshouldhaverenteda
ev
houseinoneofthestrangestcommunitiesin
Kuzey
NorthAmerica.
Itwason
o
thatslenderriotousislandwhichextendsitselfdueeastofNewYork—andwherethereare,among
diğer
othernaturalcuriosities,twounusualformationsof
kara
land.
Twentymilesfromthecity
bir
apairofenormouseggs,identicalincontour
ve
andseparatedonlybyacourtesybay,jutoutintothe
en
mostdomesticatedbodyofsalt
su
waterintheWesternhemisphere,thegreat
ıslak
wetbarnyardofLongIslandSound.
Theyarenot
mükemmel
perfectovals—liketheeggintheColumbusstory,theyare
her ikisi de
bothcrushedflatatthe
temas
contactend—buttheirphysicalresemblancemustbe
bir
asourceofperpetualwondertothegullsthatflyoverhead.
Tothewingless
bir
amoreinterestingphenomenonistheirdissimilarityin
her
everyparticularexceptshapeandsize.
I
yaşadım
livedatWestEgg,the—well,theless
moda
fashionableofthetwo,though
bu
thisisamostsuperficial
etiket
tagtoexpressthebizarre
ve
andnotalittlesinistercontrastbetweenthem.
Myhousewasattheverytipoftheegg,
sadece
onlyfiftyyardsfromtheSound,
ve
andsqueezedbetweentwohugeplacesthatrentedfortwelve
ya da
orfifteenthousandaseason.
Theoneonmyrightwasa
devasa
colossalaffairbyanystandard—itwasafactualimitationof
bazı
someHôteldeVilleinNormandy,witha
kule
towerononeside,spanking
yeni
newunderathinbeardof
çiğ
rawivy,andamarble
yüzme
swimmingpool,andmorethanfortyacresoflawn
ve
andgarden.
ItwasGatsby’smansion.
Ya da
Or,rather,asIdidn’tknowMr.Gatsby,itwas
bir
amansioninhabitedbyagentlemanofthatname.
My
kendi
ownhousewasaneyesore,
ama
butitwasasmalleyesore,
ve
andithadbeenoverlooked,soIhadaviewofthe
suya
water,apartialviewofmyneighbour’slawn,
ve
andtheconsolingproximityofmillionaires—allforeightydollarsa
ayda
month.
Acrossthecourtesybaythe
beyaz
whitepalacesoffashionableEastEggglittered
boyunca
alongthewater,andthehistoryofthesummer
gerçekten
reallybeginsontheeveningIdroveover
oraya
theretohavedinnerwiththeTomBuchanans.
Daisywasmy
ikinci
secondcousinonceremoved,andI’d
tanıyordum
knownTomincollege.
Andjust
sonra
afterthewarIspent
iki
twodayswiththeminChicago.
Her
kocası
husband,amongvariousphysicalaccomplishments,hadbeenoneofthe
en
mostpowerfulendsthateverplayed
futbol
footballatNewHaven—anational
figür
figureinaway,oneofthosemenwhoreachsuchanacutelimitedexcellenceattwenty-onethateverythingafterwardsavoursofanticlimax.
Hisfamilywereenormouslywealthy—evenincollegehisfreedomwithmoneywas
bir
amatterforreproach—butnowhe’d
ayrıldı
leftChicagoandcomeEastin
bir
afashionthatrathertookyour
nefes
breathaway:
forinstance,he’d
getirdi
broughtdownastringofpoloponiesfromLakeForest.
Itwashardtorealizethat
bir
amaninmyowngenerationwas
zengin
wealthyenoughtodothat.
Neden
WhytheycameEastIdon’t
bilmiyorum
know.
Theyhadspenta
yıl
yearinFrancefornoparticular
sebep
reason,andthendriftedhere
ve
andthereunrestfullywhereverpeopleplayedpolo
ve
andwererichtogether.
Thiswas
bir
apermanentmove,saidDaisyoverthetelephone,
ama
butIdidn’tbelieveit—IhadnosightintoDaisy’sheart,
ama
butIfeltthatTomwoulddriftonforeverseeking,
bir
alittlewistfully,forthe
dramatik
dramaticturbulenceofsomeirrecoverable
futbol
footballgame.
Andsoit
oldu
happenedthatonawarm
rüzgarlı
windyeveningIdroveovertoEastEggto
görmek
seetwooldfriendswhomIscarcelyknewatall.
TheirhousewasevenmoreelaboratethanIexpected,
bir
acheerfulred-and-whiteGeorgianColonialmansion,overlookingthebay.
The
çim
lawnstartedatthebeach
ve
andrantowardsthefrontdoorfor
bir
aquarterofamile,
atladı
jumpingoversundialsandbrickwalks
ve
andburninggardens—finallywhenitreachedthehousedriftingupthe
yan
sideinbrightvinesasthoughfromthemomentumofitsrun.
The
ön
frontwasbrokenbyalineofFrenchwindows,
parıldayan
glowingnowwithreflectedgold
ve
andwideopentothe
sıcak
warmwindyafternoon,andTomBuchananinridingclotheswas
duruyordu
standingwithhislegsapartonthe
ön
frontporch.
Hehadchanged
beri
sincehisNewHavenyears.
Şimdi
Nowhewasasturdystraw-hairedmanofthirty,with
bir
aratherhardmouthand
bir
asuperciliousmanner.
Twoshining
kibirli
arroganteyeshadestablisheddominance
üzerinde
overhisfaceandgavehimtheappearanceof
her zaman
alwaysleaningaggressivelyforward.
Not
bile
eventheeffeminateswankofhisridingclothescouldhidetheenormous
gücünü
powerofthatbody—heseemedto
dolduruyor
fillthoseglisteningbootsuntilhestrainedthe
üst
toplacing,andyoucouldsee
bir
agreatpackofmuscleshiftingwhenhisshouldermoved
altında
underhisthincoat.
Itwas
bir
abodycapableofenormousleverage—a
acımasız
cruelbody.
Hisspeakingvoice,
bir
agruffhuskytenor,addedtotheimpressionoffractiousnessheconveyed.
Therewas
bir
atouchofpaternalcontemptinit,
bile
eventowardpeopleheliked—andthereweremenatNewHavenwho
vardı
hadhatedhisguts.
“Now,don’tthinkmyopinionon
bu
thesemattersisfinal,”heseemedto
diyor
say,“justbecauseI’mstronger
ve
andmoreofamanthanyouare.”
Wewereinthe
aynı
sameseniorsociety,andwhilewewerenever
samimi
intimateIalwayshadtheimpressionthatheapprovedofme
ve
andwantedmetolikehimwithsome
sert
harsh,defiantwistfulnessofhisown.
Wetalkedfora
birkaç
fewminutesonthesunnyporch.
“I’vegot
bir
aniceplacehere,”he
dedi
said,hiseyesflashingaboutrestlessly.
Turningmearoundbyonearm,hemoveda
geniş
broadflathandalongthe
ön
frontvista,includinginitssweepa
batık
sunkenItaliangarden,ahalfacreof
derin
deep,pungentroses,andasnub-nosedmotorboatthatbumpedthetideoffshore.
“ItbelongedtoDemaine,the
petrol
oilman.”
Heturnedmearound
tekrar
again,politelyandabruptly.
“We’ll
gideceğiz
goinside.”
Wewalkedthrough
bir
ahighhallwayintoa
parlak
brightrosy-colouredspace,fragilelyboundintothe
evin
housebyFrenchwindowsateitherend.
Thewindowswereajar
ve
andgleamingwhiteagainstthe
taze
freshgrassoutsidethatseemedtogrowalittlewayintothe
evin
house.
Abreezeblewthroughtheroom,blewcurtainsinatoneend
ve
andouttheotherlike
soluk
paleflags,twistingthemup
doğru
towardthefrostedwedding-cakeoftheceiling,
ve
andthenrippledoverthewine-colouredrug,makinga
gölge
shadowonitaswinddoesonthesea.
The
tek
onlycompletelystationaryobjectintheroomwas
bir
anenormouscouchonwhich
iki
twoyoungwomenwerebuoyedupasthoughupon
bir
ananchoredballoon.
Theywerebothin
beyaz
white,andtheirdresseswererippling
ve
andflutteringasiftheyhadjustbeenblown
geri
backinafterashortflight
etrafında
aroundthehouse.
Imusthavestoodfor
bir
afewmomentslisteningtothe
kırbaç
whipandsnapofthecurtains
ve
andthegroanofapictureonthewall.
Thentherewas
bir
aboomasTomBuchananshutthe
arka
rearwindowsandthecaught
rüzgar
winddiedoutabouttheroom,
ve
andthecurtainsandtherugs
ve
andthetwoyoungwomenballoonedslowlytothefloor.
Theyoungerofthetwowasastrangerto
bana
me.
Shewasextendedfulllengthatherendofthedivan,completelymotionless,
ve
andwithherchinraised
bir
alittle,asifshewere
dengeliyordu
balancingsomethingonitwhichwasquitelikelyto
düşme
fall.
Ifshesawmeoutofthecornerofhereyesshegave
hiçbir
nohintofit—indeed,Iwas
neredeyse
almostsurprisedintomurmuringan
özür
apologyforhavingdisturbedherbycomingin.
The
diğer
othergirl,Daisy,madeanattempttorise—sheleanedslightly
öne
forwardwithaconscientiousexpression—thenshelaughed,an
saçma
absurd,charminglittlelaugh,andIlaughed
de
tooandcameforwardintothe
odaya
room.
“I’mp-paralysedwithhappiness.”
She
güldü
laughedagain,asifshesaid
şey
somethingverywitty,andheldmyhandfora
an
moment,lookingupintomyface,promising
bu
thattherewasnooneintheworldshesomuchwantedto
görmek
see.
Thatwasawayshehad.
Shehintedinamurmurthatthesurnameofthebalancing
kızın
girlwasBaker.
(I’vehearditsaidthatDaisy’smurmurwas
sadece
onlytomakepeoplelean
doğru
towardher;
anirrelevantcriticismthatmadeitnoless
çekici
charming.)
Atanyrate,MissBaker’slipsfluttered,shenoddedatme
neredeyse
almostimperceptibly,andthenquicklytippedherhead
geri
backagain—theobjectshewasbalancinghadobviouslytottered
bir
alittleandgivenhersomethingof
bir
afright.
Againasortof
özür
apologyarosetomylips.
Neredeyse
Almostanyexhibitionofcompleteself-sufficiencydraws
bir
astunnedtributefromme.
I
baktım
lookedbackatmycousin,whobeganto
sormaya
askmequestionsinher
düşük
low,thrillingvoice.
Itwasthekindofvoicethattheearfollows
yukarı
upanddown,asif
her
eachspeechisanarrangementofnotesthatwill
asla
neverbeplayedagain.
Her
yüzü
facewassadandlovelywith
parlak
brightthingsinit,brighteyes
ve
andabrightpassionatemouth,
ama
buttherewasanexcitementinhervoicethatmenwho
vardı
hadcaredforherfound
zor
difficulttoforget:
asingingcompulsion,
bir
awhispered“Listen,”apromisethatshehaddone
eşcinsel
gay,excitingthingsjusta
süre
whilesinceandthattherewere
eşcinsel
gay,excitingthingshoveringinthe
sonraki
nexthour.
ItoldherhowIhadstoppedoffinChicagofor
bir
adayonmyway
Doğu
East,andhowadozenpeoplehadsenttheirlovethroughme.
“Dothey
özlüyorlar
missme?”
shecriedecstatically.
“The
bütün
wholetownisdesolate.
Allthecars
var
havetheleftrearwheelpainted
siyah
blackasamourningwreath,
ve
andthere’sapersistentwail
tüm
allnightalongthenorthshore.”
“How
muhteşem
gorgeous!
Let’sgoback,Tom.
Tomorrow!”
Thenshe
ekledi
addedirrelevantly:
“Yououghtto
görmelisin
seethebaby.”
“I’dliketo.”
“She’s
uyuyor
asleep.
She’sthreeyearsold.
Haven’tyouever
görmedin
seenher?”
“Never.”
“Well,yououghtto
görmelisin
seeher.
She’s—”.
TomBuchanan,whohadbeenhoveringrestlesslyabouttheroom,
durdu
stoppedandrestedhishandonmyshoulder.
“Whatyou
yapıyorsun
doing,Nick?”
“I’mabondman.”
“Whowith?”
Itold
ona
him.
“Neverheardofthem,”heremarkeddecisively.
Bu
Thisannoyedme.
“Youwill,”Ianswered
kısa
shortly.
“Youwillifyou
kalırsan
stayintheEast.”
“Oh,I’ll
kalacağım
stayintheEast,don’tyouworry,”he
dedi
said,glancingatDaisyandthen
geri
backatme,asifhewerealertfor
şey
somethingmore.
“I’dbeaGoddamnedfoolto
yaşamak
liveanywhereelse.”
Atthispoint
Bayan
MissBakersaid:
“Absolutely!”
withsuchsuddennessthatIstarted—itwasthe
ilk
firstwordshehaduttered
beri
sinceIcameintothe
odaya
room.
Evidentlyitsurprisedherasmuchasitdid
beni
me,forsheyawnedandwith
bir
aseriesofrapid,deftmovementsstoodupintothe
odaya
room.
“I’mstiff,”shecomplained,“I’vebeen
uzanıyorum
lyingonthatsofaforaslongasIcanremember.”
“Don’tlookatme,”Daisyretorted,“I’vebeentryingtogetyoutoNewYorkallafternoon.”
“No,thanks,”
dedi
saidMissBakertothe
dört
fourcocktailsjustinfromthepantry.
“I’m
kesinlikle
absolutelyintraining.”
Herhost
baktı
lookedatherincredulously.
“Youare!”
Hetookdownhis
içti
drinkasifitwere
bir
adropinthebottomof
bir
aglass.
“Howyoueverget
şey
anythingdoneisbeyondme.”
I
baktım
lookedatMissBaker,wonderingwhatitwasshe“gotdone.”
Ienjoyedlookingat
ona
her.
Shewasaslender,small-breastedgirl,
ile
withanerectcarriage,whichsheaccentuatedbythrowingherbodybackwardattheshoulders
gibi
likeayoungcadet.
Her
gri
greysun-strainedeyeslookedbackatmewith
kibar
politereciprocalcuriosityoutof
bir
awan,charming,discontentedface.
Itoccurredtome
şimdi
nowthatIhadseen
onu
her,orapictureof
onu
her,somewherebefore.
“YouliveinWestEgg,”sheremarkedcontemptuously.
“I
tanıyorum
knowsomebodythere.”
“Idon’tknow
bir
asingle—”.
“YoumustknowGatsby.”
“Gatsby?”
demandedDaisy.
“WhatGatsby?”
Önce
BeforeIcouldreplythathewasmyneighbourdinnerwasannounced;
wedginghis
gergin
tensearmimperativelyundermine,TomBuchanancompelledmefromtheroomasthoughhewere
taşıyormuş
movingacheckertoanothersquare.
Slenderly,languidly,theirhandsset
hafifçe
lightlyontheirhips,the
iki
twoyoungwomenprecededusoutonto
bir
arosy-colouredporch,opentowardthesunset,where
dört
fourcandlesflickeredonthe
masada
tableinthediminishedwind.
“Whycandles?”
objectedDaisy,frowning.
Shesnappedthemoutwithherfingers.
“Intwoweeksit’llbethe
uzun
longestdayintheyear.”
She
baktı
lookedatusallradiantly.
“Doyoualwayswatchforthe
uzun
longestdayoftheyear
ve
andthenmissit?
I
her zaman
alwayswatchforthelongestdayinthe
yılın
yearandthenmissit.”
“Weoughttoplansomething,”
esnedi
yawnedMissBaker,sittingdownatthe
masada
tableasifsheweregettingintobed.
“Allright,”
dedi
saidDaisy.
“What’llweplan?”
Sheturnedtomehelplessly:
“Whatdopeopleplan?”
Önce
BeforeIcouldanswerhereyesfastenedwith
bir
anawedexpressiononher
küçük
littlefinger.
“Look!”
shecomplained;
“I
incittim
hurtit.”
Wealllooked—theknucklewas
siyah
blackandblue.
“Youdidit,Tom,”she
dedi
saidaccusingly.
“Iknowyoudidn’tmeanto,
ama
butyoudiddoit.
That’swhatI
alıyorum
getformarryingabruteof
bir
aman,agreat,big,hulking
fiziksel
physicalspecimenofa—”.
“I
nefret
hatethatword‘hulking,’ ”objectedTomcrossly,“eveninkidding.”
“Hulking,”insistedDaisy.
Bazen
SometimessheandMissBakertalkedatonce,unobtrusively
ve
andwithabanteringinconsequencethatwasneverquitechatter,thatwasas
serin
coolastheirwhitedresses
ve
andtheirimpersonaleyesintheabsenceof
tüm
alldesire.
Theywerehere,
ve
andtheyacceptedTomand
beni
me,makingonlyapolite
hoş
pleasantefforttoentertainortobeentertained.
They
biliyorlardı
knewthatpresentlydinnerwouldbeover
ve
andalittlelaterthe
akşam
eveningtoowouldbeover
ve
andcasuallyputaway.
Itwas
keskin
sharplydifferentfromtheWest,wherean
akşam
eveningwashurriedfromphasetophasetowardsitsclose,ina
sürekli
continuallydisappointedanticipationorelsein
saf
sheernervousdreadofthe
anın
momentitself.
“Youmakemefeeluncivilized,Daisy,”Iconfessedonmy
ikinci
secondglassofcorkybut
oldukça
ratherimpressiveclaret.
“Can’tyoutalk
hakkında
aboutcropsorsomething?”
Imeantnothinginparticularbythisremark,
ama
butitwastakenupin
bir
anunexpectedway.
“Civilization’sgoingtopieces,”brokeoutTom
şiddetle
violently.
“I’vegottentobe
bir
aterriblepessimistaboutthings.
Haveyou
okudun
readTheRiseoftheColouredEmpiresbythismanGoddard?”
“Why,no,”I
yanıtladım
answered,rathersurprisedbyhistone.
“Well,it’s
bir
afinebook,andeverybodyoughttoreadit.
The
fikir
ideaisifwedon’tlookoutthe
beyaz
whiteracewillbe—willbe
tamamen
utterlysubmerged.
It’sallscientificstuff;
it’sbeenproved.”