CHAPTER3
"No, Iwon'' I'llcatchthenextcarhome."
Helightedhiscigarette, saidgoodnight, andwenton."Nowwouldn'tthatrattleyou?" heejaculatedunderhisbreath."ThatcopperthoughtIwasdrunk." Hesmiledtohimselfandmeditated."IguessIwas," headded; "butIdidn'tthinkawoman'sface'ddoit."
, wereinherclasssocially, couldknowher, , thattheyhadbeenouthavingagoodtimeinsteadofbeingwithherthatevening, talkingwithher, , , awhiner, , MartinEden, ,—? , , , ortakeawheeloralookout? Hislifespreadoutbeforehiminaseriesofpicturesofdangeranddaring, , , hecouldbelearningtheothersideoflifefromthebooks.
AsthecarcrossedthezoneofscattereddwellingsthatseparatedOaklandfromBerkeley, hekeptalookoutforafamiliar, two-storybuildingalongthefrontofwhichrantheproudsign, HIGGINBOTHAM', -cart, lefttherebyoneofhisnumerousnephewsandnieces, andbroughtupagainstadoorwitharesoundingbang."Thepincher," washisthought; "toomiserlytoburntwocents' worthofgasandsavehisboarders' necks."
Hefumbledfortheknobandenteredalightedroom, , whilehisleanbodywasdistributedovertwochairs, , showingapairofdark, insincere, , andalwaysarousedinhimanimpulsetocrushhimunderhisfoot."SomedayI'llbeatthefaceoffofhim," wasthewayheoftenconsoledhimselfforenduringtheman', weasel-likeandcruel, werelookingathimcomplainingly.
"Well," Martindemanded."Outwithit."
"Ihadthatdoorpaintedonlylastweek," , halfbullied; "."
Martinhadintendedtoreply, , , thatwaswhatitwas, , andhesaw, first, thepaintings, andnext, Her, 'sexistence, tillthatgentlemandemanded:-
"Seenaghost?"

