«Martin Eden / Мартин Иден» audiokitobidan iqtiboslar

All these were blotted out by a grotesque and terrible nightmare brood – frowsy, shuffling creatures from the pavements of Whitechapel, ginbloated hags of the stews, and all the vast hell’s following of harpies, vile-mouthed and filthy, that under the guise of monstrous female form prey upon sailors, the scrapings of the ports, the scum and slime of the human pit.

The one opened the door with a latch-key and went in, followed by a young fellow who awkwardly removed his cap.