"Night of January 16th" - читать интересную книгу автора (Rand Ayn)

MAGDA:I keep penthouse for him. He visit here every year or so. I stay even after he go, when he get married. But I never employed by this one.
[She points atKARENwith undisguised hatred]
FLINT:Now, Mrs. Svenson, what -­
MAGDA:[Offended] MissSvenson.
FLINT:I beg your pardon, Miss Svenson. What do you know about Miss Andre's relations with Mr. Faulkner?
MAGDA:[With forceful indignation]Decent woman like me shouldn't know about such things. But sin is shameless in this world.
FLINT:Tell us about it, Miss Svenson.
MAGDA:From very first day this woman appeared, she was sleeping with Herr Faulkner. It isn't good thing when a man forgets line between his bed and his desk. And she put her claws tight on both. Sometimes, they talked loans and dividends in bed; other times, the door to his office was locked and, under the window shades that was pulled down, I seen her lace pants on the window sill.
STEVENS:[Jumping up]Your Honor! We object!
FLINT:I think Miss Andre should have objected many years ago!
STEVENS:Such line of testimony is outrageous!
FLINT:These are facts pertaining to the vital question of their relationship and -­
MAGDA:Sin is sin any name you call it, Judge.
FLINT:Miss Svenson, do you know of any instance when Miss Andre's conduct was detrimental to Mr. Faulkner in other ways than moral?
MAGDA:I do so. You try count up all money he waste on that woman.
FLINT:Can you tell us an instance of Mr. Faulkner's extravagance?
MAGDA:I tell you. He had a platinum gown made for her. Yes, I said platinum. Fine mesh, fine and soft as silk. She wore it on her naked body. He would make a fire in the fireplace and he would heat the dress and then put it on her. It cooled and you could see her body in silver sheen, and it been more decent if she had been naked. And she ask to put it on as hot as she can stand, and if it burned her shameless skin, she laughed like the pagan she is, and he kissed the burn, wild like tiger!
STEVENS:Your Honor! We object! This testimony is irrelevant and only tends to prejudice the jury against Miss Andre!
KAREN:[Very calmly]Let her talk, Stevens.
[She looks at the jury and for a swift moment we see a smile, mischievous, tempting, radiant, a surprise in this cold business woman, revealing an entirely different type of femininity]
Perhaps it may prejudice the jury in my favor.
[Commotion in the courtroom.STEVENSstares atKAREN.JUDGE HEATHstrikes his gavel]
FLINT:Mr. Stevens has my sympathy. His client is not an easy one to handle.
FLINT:Did you observe Mr. Faulkner's attitude toward his marriage?
MAGDA:He was happy for first time in his life. He was happy like decent man what found right road.
FLINT:Did you know of anything that made him worry in those days, that could bring him to suicide eventually?
MAGDA:No. Nothing.
FLINT:Now, tell us, Miss Svenson, did you observe Miss Andre's attitude toward Mr. Faulkner's marriage?
MAGDA:She silent, like stone statue. She -­
[There is a commotion in the courtroom.NANCY LEE FAULKNERappears at the spectators' door at left.NANCY LEE FAULKNERis twenty-two, blonde, slender, delicate, perfect as a costly porcelain statuette. Her exquisite white skin is a contrast to the somber, unrelieved black of her clothes; they are clothes of mourning, severe and in perfect taste.EVERYONEin the courtroom stares at her.KARENturns toward her slowly. ButNANCY LEEdoes not look atKAREN.FLINTcannot restrain an exclamation of astonishment]
FLINT:Mrs. Faulkner!
NANCY LEE:[She speaks in a soft, slow voice]I understand you wanted to call me as a witness, Mr. Flint?
FLINT:I did, Mrs. Faulkner, but I thought you were in California.
NANCY LEE:I was. I escaped.
FLINT:You escaped?
NANCY LEE:Father was concerned over my health. He wouldn't allow me to come back. But I want to do my duty toward the memory of . . .[Her voice trembles a little] my husband. I'm at your disposal, Mr. Flint.
FLINT:I can only express my deepest appreciation, Mrs. Faulkner. If you will kindly take a seat, we will be ready for you in just a little while.
NANCY LEE:Thank you.
[She takes one of the spectators' chairs at the wall, at right]
FLINT:[ToMAGDA] You were telling us about Miss Andre's attitude toward Mr. Faulkner's marriage, Miss Svenson.
MAGDA:I said she keep silent. But I hear her crying one night, after marriage. Crying, sobbing -- and that the first and only time in her life.
FLINT:Did she seem to . . . suffer much?
MAGDA:Suffer? No. Not her. One man more or less make no much difference to her. I seen her unfaithful to Herr Faulkner on the night of his wedding.
[Reaction in the courtroom. EvenKARENtakes notice, a little startled]
MAGDA:I don't know the man. I seen him first time the night of Herr Faulkner's wedding.
FLINT:Tell us about it.
MAGDA:I gone to wedding. Ah, it was beautiful. My poor Herr Bjorn so handsome and the young bride all white and lovely as lily.
[Sniffles audibly]
I cried like looking at my own children.
[Her voice changes; she points atKARENferociously]