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Nostromo: A Tale of the Seaboard

padre blowing up systematically the San Tomd mine,

stuttering a pious t < I nn.ition at every bang, and tak- n^ up hamlfuls of snuff between the explosions the i'adre Romhn says that he is not afraid of th<- "inarm Holroyd's missionaries can do to his flock, as "long as //.- is alive." Mrs. Gould shuddered a little at the allusion to the estnu tion that had come so near to the San Tome* linr. "Ah, but you, old friend?" " I did the work I was fit for." "You faced the most cruel dangers of all. Some- jthing more than death." "No, Mrs. Gould! Only death by hanging. And 1 1 am rewarded beyond my deserts." Noticing Mrs. Gould's gaze fixed upon him, he ed his eyes. "I've made my career as you see," said the In- Bector-General of State Hospitals, taking up lightly the lapels of his superfine black coat. The doctor's self-respect, marked inwardly by the almost complete feappcarance from his dreams of Father Heron, ap- peared visibly in what, by contrast with former care- ness, seemed an immoderate cult of personal ap- Mrance. Carried out within severe limits of form and color, and in perpetual freshness, this change of pparel gave to Dr. Monygham an air at the same time professional and festive; while his gait and the unchanged crabbed character of his face acquin.l

t;i startling force of incongruity,

i " Yes," he went on. " We all had our rewards the

engineer-in-chief, Captain Mitchell—"

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