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

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He affirmed and reaffirmed this resolution in <strong>the</strong> drawingrooms<strong>of</strong> Sta. Marta, in a s<strong>of</strong>t and implacable voice, andwith such malicious glances that Mr. Gould’s best friendsadvised him earnestly to attempt no bribery to get <strong>the</strong> matterdropped. It would have been useless. Indeed, it would nothave been a very safe proceeding. Such was also <strong>the</strong> opinion<strong>of</strong> a stout, loud-voiced lady <strong>of</strong> French extraction, <strong>the</strong> daughter,she said, <strong>of</strong> an <strong>of</strong>ficer <strong>of</strong> high rank (<strong>of</strong>ficier superieur del’armee), who was accommodated with lodgings within <strong>the</strong>walls <strong>of</strong> a secularized convent next door to <strong>the</strong> Ministry <strong>of</strong>Finance. That florid person, when approached on behalf <strong>of</strong>Mr. Gould in a proper manner, and with a suitable present,shook her head despondently. She was good-natured,and her despondency was genuine. She imagined she couldnot take money in consideration <strong>of</strong> something she couldnot accomplish. The friend <strong>of</strong> Mr. Gould, charged with <strong>the</strong>delicate mission, used to say afterwards that she was <strong>the</strong>only honest person closely or remotely connected with <strong>the</strong>Government he had ever met. ‘No go,’ she had said with acavalier, husky intonation which was natural to her, and usingturns <strong>of</strong> expression more suitable to a child <strong>of</strong> parentsunknown than to <strong>the</strong> orphaned daughter <strong>of</strong> a general <strong>of</strong>ficer.‘No; it’s no go. Pas moyen, mon garcon. C’est dommage,tout de meme. Ah! zut! Je ne vole pas mon monde. Je ne suispas ministre—moi! Vous pouvez emporter votre petit sac.’For a moment, biting her carmine lip, she deplored inwardly<strong>the</strong> tyranny <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> rigid principles governing <strong>the</strong>sale <strong>of</strong> her influence in high places. Then, significantly, andwith a touch <strong>of</strong> impatience, ‘Allez,’ she added, ‘et dites bien

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