So is the plain between the town and the harbour silent, but not so dark as the house, because the pickets of Italian workmen guarding the railway have lighted little fires all along the line.
The whole building, which, for all I know, may have been contrived by a Conquistador farmer of the pearl fishery three hundred years ago, is perfectly silent. I am writing this to you by the light of a single candle, in a sort of inn, near the harbour, kept by an Italian called Viola, a protege of Mrs. One more or less, what does it matter? They may come into the world like evil flowers on a hotbed of rotten institutions but the seed of this one has germinated in your brother's brain, and that will be enough for your devoted assent. "Prepare our little circle in Paris for the birth of another South American Republic. His favourite sister, the handsome, slightly arbitrary and resolute angel, ruling the father and mother Decoud in the first-floor apartments of a very fine Parisian house, was the recipient of Martin Decoud's confidences as to his thoughts, actions, purposes, doubts, and even failures. Friendship was possible between brother and sister, meaning by friendship the frank unreserve, as before another human being, of thoughts and sensations all the objectless and necessary sincerity of one's innermost life trying to re-act upon the profound sympathies of another existence. The one exception he allowed confirmed, he maintained, that absolute rule. IT WAS part of what Decoud would have called his sane materialism that he did not believe in the possibility of friendship between man and woman. Nostromo A Tale of the Seaboard by Joseph Conrad Nostromo A Tale of the Seaboard by Joseph Conrad 17
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