16 The Wine-Dark Sea - Libro della tutto

Patrick O'Brian The Wine-Dark Sea
consideration for his age cause a young man
to check his pace. He took another ball of
coca-leaves, bent his head and watched his
feet. Although his words to Gayongos had
been perfectly sound, the wretched Dutourd
would thrust his way up into some level of
Stephen's mind just below full consciousness,
an unreasonable haunting anxiety. Physical
exertions helped; the coca-leaves had their
usual charming effect; but it was not until a
great gust struck him that he realized they
were at the top and that the anxiety gave way
to a lively interest in the present.
'Here we are,' cried Eduardo. And there they
were indeed: massy stone buildings on yet another
high plateau, corrals, distant herds, an
Indian girl mounted on a llama who threw
herself off and came running to kiss Eduardo's
knee.
Stephen was led to a respectable barn,