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

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without loss <strong>of</strong> time and undetected. For <strong>the</strong> idea <strong>of</strong> secrecyhad come to be connected with <strong>the</strong> treasure so closely thateven to Barrios himself he had refrained from mentioning<strong>the</strong> existence <strong>of</strong> Decoud and <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> silver on <strong>the</strong> island. Theletters he carried to <strong>the</strong> General, however, made brief mention<strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> loss <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> lighter, as having its bearing upon<strong>the</strong> situation in Sulaco. In <strong>the</strong> circumstances, <strong>the</strong> one-eyedtiger-slayer, scenting battle from afar, had not wasted histime in making inquiries from <strong>the</strong> messenger. In fact, Barrios,talking with <strong>Nostromo</strong>, assumed that both Don MartinDecoud and <strong>the</strong> ingots <strong>of</strong> San Tome were lost toge<strong>the</strong>r, and<strong>Nostromo</strong>, not questioned directly, had kept silent, under<strong>the</strong> influence <strong>of</strong> some indefinable form <strong>of</strong> resentment anddistrust. Let Don Martin speak <strong>of</strong> everything with his ownlips—was what he told himself mentally.And now, with <strong>the</strong> means <strong>of</strong> gaining <strong>the</strong> Great Isabelthrown thus in his way at <strong>the</strong> earliest possible moment,his excitement had departed, as when <strong>the</strong> soul takes flightleaving <strong>the</strong> body inert upon an earth it knows no more.<strong>Nostromo</strong> did not seem to know <strong>the</strong> gulf. For a long timeeven his eyelids did not flutter once upon <strong>the</strong> glazed emptiness<strong>of</strong> his stare. Then slowly, without a limb having stirred,without a twitch <strong>of</strong> muscle or quiver <strong>of</strong> an eyelash, an expression,a living expression came upon <strong>the</strong> still features,deep thought crept into <strong>the</strong> empty stare—as if an outcastsoul, a quiet, brooding soul, finding that untenanted bodyin its way, had come in stealthily to take possession.The Capataz frowned: and in <strong>the</strong> immense stillness <strong>of</strong>sea, islands, and coast, <strong>of</strong> cloud forms on <strong>the</strong> sky and trails

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