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

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meditating—or, perhaps, reading a paper. And not a soundissued from <strong>the</strong> room.Once more <strong>the</strong> Capataz stepped back. He wonderedwho it was—some Monterist? But he dreaded to show himself.To discover his presence on shore, unless after manydays, would, he believed, endanger <strong>the</strong> treasure. With hisown knowledge possessing his whole soul, it seemed impossiblethat anybody in Sulaco should fail to jump at <strong>the</strong>right surmise. After a couple <strong>of</strong> weeks or so it would be different.Who could tell he had not returned overland fromsome port beyond <strong>the</strong> limits <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Republic? The existence<strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> treasure confused his thoughts with a peculiar sort<strong>of</strong> anxiety, as though his life had become bound up with it.It rendered him timorous for a moment before that enigmatic,lighted door. Devil take <strong>the</strong> fellow! He did not wantto see him. There would be nothing to learn from his face,known or unknown. He was a fool to waste his time <strong>the</strong>rein waiting.Less than five minutes after entering <strong>the</strong> place <strong>the</strong> Capatazbegan his retreat. He got away down <strong>the</strong> stairs withperfect success, gave one upward look over his shoulder at<strong>the</strong> light on <strong>the</strong> landing, and ran stealthily across <strong>the</strong> hall.But at <strong>the</strong> very moment he was turning out <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> great door,with his mind fixed upon escaping <strong>the</strong> notice <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> manupstairs, somebody he had not heard coming briskly along<strong>the</strong> front ran full into him. Both muttered a stifled exclamation<strong>of</strong> surprise, and leaped back and stood still, eachindistinct to <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r. <strong>Nostromo</strong> was silent. The o<strong>the</strong>r manspoke first, in an amazed and deadened tone.

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