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they thought up to the last on that fatal night. Mrs. Gouldtold me his manner was perfect for quietness and sympathy.Miss Avellanos burst into tears only when he told herhow Decoud had happened to say that his plan would be aglorious success. … And there’s no doubt, sir, that it is. It isa success.’The cycle was about to close at last. And while the privilegedpassenger, shivering with the pleasant anticipationsof his berth, forgot to ask himself, ‘What on earth Decoud’splan could be?’ Captain Mitchell was saying, ‘Sorry we mustpart so soon. Your intelligent interest made this a pleasantday to me. I shall see you now on board. You had a glimpseof the ‘Treasure House of the World.’ A very good namethat.’ And the coxswain’s voice at the door, announcing thatthe gig was ready, closed the cycle.Nostromo had, indeed, found the lighter’s boat, whichhe had left on the Great Isabel with Decoud, floating emptyfar out in the gulf. He was then on the bridge of the first ofBarrios’s transports, and within an hour’s steaming fromSulaco. Barrios, always delighted with a feat of daring anda good judge of courage, had taken a great liking to the Capataz.During the passage round the coast the General keptNostromo near his person, addressing him frequently inthat abrupt and boisterous manner which was the sign ofhis high favour.Nostromo’s eyes were the first to catch, broad on the bow,the tiny, elusive dark speck, which, alone with the forms ofthe Three Isabels right ahead, appeared on the flat, shimmeringemptiness of the gulf. There are times when no fact