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

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ed in a stubborn voice. Then, in a few words, he described<strong>the</strong> story <strong>of</strong> his arrest and <strong>the</strong> circumstances <strong>of</strong> his release.‘I was going back to that silly scoundrel when we met,’ heconcluded.<strong>Nostromo</strong> had listened with pr<strong>of</strong>ound attention. ‘Youhave made up your mind, <strong>the</strong>n, to a speedy death,’ he mutteredthrough his clenched teeth.‘Perhaps, my illustrious Capataz,’ <strong>the</strong> doctor said, testily.‘You are not <strong>the</strong> only one here who can look an ugly deathin <strong>the</strong> face.’‘No doubt,’ mumbled <strong>Nostromo</strong>, loud enough to be overheard.‘There may be even more than two fools in this place.Who knows?’‘And that is my affair,’ said <strong>the</strong> doctor, curtly.‘As taking out <strong>the</strong> accursed silver to sea was my affair,’ retorted<strong>Nostromo</strong>. ‘I see. Bueno! Each <strong>of</strong> us has his reasons.But you were <strong>the</strong> last man I conversed with before I started,and you talked to me as if I were a fool.’<strong>Nostromo</strong> had a great distaste for <strong>the</strong> doctor’s sardonictreatment <strong>of</strong> his great reputation. Decoud’s faintly ironicrecognition used to make him uneasy; but <strong>the</strong> familiarity <strong>of</strong>a man like Don Martin was flattering, whereas <strong>the</strong> doctorwas a nobody. He could remember him a penniless outcast,slinking about <strong>the</strong> streets <strong>of</strong> Sulaco, without a single friendor acquaintance, till Don Carlos Gould took him into <strong>the</strong>service <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> mine.‘You may be very wise,’ he went on, thoughtfully, staringinto <strong>the</strong> obscurity <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> room, pervaded by <strong>the</strong> gruesomeenigma <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> tortured and murdered Hirsch. ‘But I am not

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