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The Idiots
by Joseph Conrad
We
we
driving along the road from
Tregu
to Kervanda. We passed at a
sm
tr
between the hedges
to
an earth wall on
ea
side of the road; then at the
fo
of the steep ascent
bef
Plo
the
ho
drop
in
a walk, and the driver jumped down heavily from the box. He
fli
his whip and climbed the incline, stepping clumsily uphill by the
si
of the carriage, one hand on the footboard, his
ey
on the ground. After a while he lifted his head, pointed up the road with the end of the whip, and said-- "The idiot!" The sun was shining
viole
up
the undulating
surf
of the land. The
ri
we
topped by clumps of
mea
trees, with their branches
sh
high on the sky as if they had been perched upon stilts. The
sma
fields, cut up by hedges and stone walls that zig-zagged over the slopes, lay in rectangular patches of vivid greens and yellows, resembling the unskilful daubs of a naive picture. And the
land
was divided in two by the white streak of a road stretching in long loops far away,
li
a
riv
of
du
crawli
out of the hills on its way to the sea. "Here he is," said the driver, again. In the long grass bordering the road a face
gl
past the carriage at the
lev
of the wheels as we drove slowly by. The
imbe
face was red, and the bullet head with close-cropped hair seemed to lie alone, its chin in the dust. The body was lost in the bushes
growi
thi
along the
bot
of the
de
ditch. It was a boy's face. He might
ha
been sixteen, judging from the size--perhaps less,
perh
more. Such creatures are forgotten by time, and live untouched by years till
dea
gathe
th
up into its
compa
bosom; the faithful
dea
th
ne
forgets in the
pr
of
wo
the most insignificant of its children. "Ah! there's another," said the man, with a certain satisfaction in his tone, as if he had caught sight of something expected. There was another.
Th
one
st
nearly in the middle of the road in the blaze of sunshine at the end of his own
sh
shadow. And he stood with hands
pus
in
the opposite sleeves of his long coat, his
he
sunk between the shoulders, all
hun
up in the
flo
of heat.
Fr
a
dist
he had the
aspe
of one suffering from
int
cold.
