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

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fogbank right over his head. It was his daring, his courage,his act that had set <strong>the</strong>se ships in motion upon <strong>the</strong> sea, hurryingon to save <strong>the</strong> lives and fortunes <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Blancos, <strong>the</strong>taskmasters <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> people; to save <strong>the</strong> San Tome mine; tosave <strong>the</strong> children.With a vigorous and skilful effort he clambered over <strong>the</strong>stern. The very boat! No doubt <strong>of</strong> it; no doubt whatever. Itwas <strong>the</strong> dinghy <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> lighter No. 3—<strong>the</strong> dinghy left withMartin Decoud on <strong>the</strong> Great Isabel so that he should havesome means to help himself if nothing could be done forhim from <strong>the</strong> shore. And here she had come out to meet himempty and inexplicable. What had become <strong>of</strong> Decoud? TheCapataz made a minute examination. He looked for somescratch, for some mark, for some sign. All he discoveredwas a brown stain on <strong>the</strong> gunwale abreast <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> thwart. Hebent his face over it and rubbed hard with his finger. Thenhe sat down in <strong>the</strong> stern sheets, passive, with his knees closetoge<strong>the</strong>r and legs aslant.Streaming from head to foot, with his hair and whiskershanging lank and dripping and a lustreless stare fixed upon<strong>the</strong> bottom boards, <strong>the</strong> Capataz <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Sulaco Cargadores resembleda drowned corpse come up from <strong>the</strong> bottom to idleaway <strong>the</strong> sunset hour in a small boat. The excitement <strong>of</strong> hisadventurous ride, <strong>the</strong> excitement <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> return in time, <strong>of</strong>achievement, <strong>of</strong> success, all this excitement centred round<strong>the</strong> associated ideas <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> great treasure and <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> onlyo<strong>the</strong>r man who knew <strong>of</strong> its existence, had departed fromhim. To <strong>the</strong> very last moment he had been cudgelling hisbrains as to how he could manage to visit <strong>the</strong> Great Isabel

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