I can see now, of course, that he didn't really like me. It was not the poor
man's fault. He had never expected to be the father of a genius and it filled him
with forebodings. He looked· round him at all his contemporaries who had
normal, bloodthirsty, illiterate children, and shuddered at the thought that I
would never be good for anything but being a genius. To give him his due, it wasn't S
himself he worried about, but he dreaded the shame of it. He would come in from
the front door' with his cap over his eyes and his hands in his trousers pockets and
stare moodily at me while I sat at the kitchen 'table, surrounded by papers, producing
fresh maps and illustrations for my book of voyages, or co_pying the music of
'The Minstrel Boy'.
I can see now, of course, that he didn't really like me. It was not the poorman's fault. He had never expected to be the father of a genius and it filled himwith forebodings. He looked· round him at all his contemporaries who hadnormal, bloodthirsty, illiterate children, and shuddered at the thought that Iwould never be good for anything but being a genius. To give him his due, it wasn't Shimself he worried about, but he dreaded the shame of it. He would come in fromthe front door' with his cap over his eyes and his hands in his trousers pockets andstare moodily at me while I sat at the kitchen 'table, surrounded by papers, producingfresh maps and illustrations for my book of voyages, or co_pying the music of'The Minstrel Boy'.
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