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

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Linda raised her eyes to her face for a moment, but oldGiorgio shouted apologetically—‘She is a little upset.’Outside <strong>Nostromo</strong> shouted back with ano<strong>the</strong>r laugh—‘She cannot upset me.’Signora Teresa found her voice.‘It is what I say. You have no heart—and you have no conscience,Gian’ Battista—‘They heard him wheel his horse away from <strong>the</strong> shutters.The party he led were babbling excitedly in Italian andSpanish, inciting each o<strong>the</strong>r to <strong>the</strong> pursuit. He put himselfat <strong>the</strong>ir head, crying, ‘Avanti!’‘He has not stopped very long with us. There is no praisefrom strangers to be got here,’ Signora Teresa said tragically.‘Avanti! Yes! That is all he cares for. To be first somewhere—somehow—to be first with <strong>the</strong>se English. They will beshowing him to everybody. ‘This is our <strong>Nostromo</strong>!’’ Shelaughed ominously. ‘What a name! What is that? <strong>Nostromo</strong>?He would take a name that is properly no word from<strong>the</strong>m.’Meantime Giorgio, with tranquil movements, had beenunfastening <strong>the</strong> door; <strong>the</strong> flood <strong>of</strong> light fell on Signora Teresa,with her two girls ga<strong>the</strong>red to her side, a picturesquewoman in a pose <strong>of</strong> maternal exaltation. Behind her <strong>the</strong> wallwas dazzlingly white, and <strong>the</strong> crude colours <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Garibaldilithograph paled in <strong>the</strong> sunshine.Old Viola, at <strong>the</strong> door, moved his arm upwards as if referringall his quick, fleeting thoughts to <strong>the</strong> picture <strong>of</strong> his oldchief on <strong>the</strong> wall. Even when he was cooking for <strong>the</strong> ‘Signori

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