for example. It is not that. It is that I am nothing!

'.only " He swung his arm downward. "Noth- ing to any one," he repeated. The doctor breathed freely. " Listen, capataz," he said, stretching out his arm almost affectionately tow- ards Nostromo's shoulder. " I am going to tell you a very simple thing. You are safe because you are needed. I would not give you away for any conceiv- able reason, because I want you." In the dark, Nostromo bit his lip. He had heard enough of that. He knew what that meant. No more of that for him. But he had to look after him- self now, he thought. And he thought, too, that it would not be prudent to part in anger from his com- panion. The doctor, admitted to be a great healer, lui'l. among the populace of Sulaco, the reputation of being an evil sort of man. It was based solidly on his personal appearance, which was strange, and on his rough, ironic manner proofs visible, sensible, and in- controvertible of the doctor's malevolent disposition. And Nostromo was of the people. So he only grunted incredulously. " You, to speak plainly, are the only man," the doc- tor pursued. "It is in your power to save this town and . . . everybody from the destructive rapacity of men who " " No, seftor," said Nostromo, sullenly. " It is not in my power to get the treasure back for you to give up to Sotillo, or Pedrito, or Gamacho. What do I know?" "Nobody expects the impossible," was the answer. "You have said it yourself nobody," muttered

Nostromo, in a gloomy, threatening tone.