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

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Mrs. Gould sank into a low chair with her hands lying onher lap. A silence reigned between those three motionlesspersons. Then Charles Gould spoke—‘You must want some breakfast.’He stood aside to let his wife pass first. She caught upher husband’s hand and pressed it as she went out, raisingher handkerchief to her eyes. The sight <strong>of</strong> her husbandhad brought Antonia’s position to her mind, and she couldnot contain her tears at <strong>the</strong> thought <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> poor girl. Whenshe rejoined <strong>the</strong> two men in <strong>the</strong> diningroom after havingba<strong>the</strong>d her face, Charles Gould was saying to <strong>the</strong> doctoracross <strong>the</strong> table—‘No, <strong>the</strong>re does not seem any room for doubt.’And <strong>the</strong> doctor assented.‘No, I don’t see myself how we could question that wretchedHirsch’s tale. It’s only too true, I fear.’She sat down desolately at <strong>the</strong> head <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> table andlooked from one to <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r. The two men, without absolutelyturning <strong>the</strong>ir heads away, tried to avoid her glance.The doctor even made a show <strong>of</strong> being hungry; he seized hisknife and fork, and began to eat with emphasis, as if on <strong>the</strong>stage. Charles Gould made no pretence <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> sort; with hiselbows raised squarely, he twisted both ends <strong>of</strong> his flamingmoustaches—<strong>the</strong>y were so long that his hands were quiteaway from his face.‘I am not surprised,’ he muttered, abandoning his moustachesand throwing one arm over <strong>the</strong> back <strong>of</strong> his chair. Hisface was calm with that immobility <strong>of</strong> expression whichbetrays <strong>the</strong> intensity <strong>of</strong> a mental struggle. He felt that this ac-

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