Quotation from: Nostromo: A Tale of the Seaboard

Written by: Joseph Conrad


Down below in the patio the wounded Cargador had breathed his last. The
woman cried out once, and her cry, unexpected and shrill, made all the
wounded sit up. The practicante scrambled to his feet, and, guitar in
hand, gazed steadily in her direction with elevated eyebrows. The two
girls--sitting now one on each side of their wounded relative, with
their knees drawn up and long cigars between their lips--nodded at each
other significantly.

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Part of a series of experiments in web preservation under the direction of Michael L. Nelson, Ph.D.