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Nostromo - A Tale of the Seaboard.pdf - Planet eBook

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unison <strong>the</strong> refrain <strong>of</strong> a love song, with a dying fall. A redflower, flung with a good aim from somewhere in <strong>the</strong> crowd,struck <strong>the</strong> resplendent Capataz on <strong>the</strong> cheek.He caught it as it fell, neatly, but for some time did notturn his head. When at last he condescended to look round,<strong>the</strong> throng near him had parted to make way for a prettyMorenita, her hair held up by a small golden comb, who waswalking towards him in <strong>the</strong> open space.Her arms and neck emerged plump and bare from asnowy chemisette; <strong>the</strong> blue woollen skirt, with all <strong>the</strong> fullnessga<strong>the</strong>red in front, scanty on <strong>the</strong> hips and tight across<strong>the</strong> back, disclosed <strong>the</strong> provoking action <strong>of</strong> her walk. Shecame straight on and laid her hand on <strong>the</strong> mare’s neck witha timid, coquettish look upwards out <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> corner <strong>of</strong> hereyes.‘Querido,’ she murmured, caressingly, ‘why do you pretendnot to see me when I pass?’‘Because I don’t love <strong>the</strong>e any more,’ said <strong>Nostromo</strong>, deliberately,after a moment <strong>of</strong> reflective silence.The hand on <strong>the</strong> mare’s neck trembled suddenly. Shedropped her head before all <strong>the</strong> eyes in <strong>the</strong> wide circleformed round <strong>the</strong> generous, <strong>the</strong> terrible, <strong>the</strong> inconstant Capatazde Cargadores, and his Morenita.<strong>Nostromo</strong>, looking down, saw tears beginning to falldown her face.‘Has it come, <strong>the</strong>n, ever beloved <strong>of</strong> my heart?’ she whispered.‘Is it true?’‘No,’ said <strong>Nostromo</strong>, looking away carelessly. ‘It was a lie.I love <strong>the</strong>e as much as ever.’

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