Youth: And Two Other StoriesGrosset & Dunlap, 1903 - 381 |
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Strona 43
... silence of the shore into loud claps , made me jump up . A boat , a European boat , was coming in . I invoked the name of the dead ; I hailed : Judea ahoy ! A thin shout an- swered . " It was the captain . I had beaten the flagship by ...
... silence of the shore into loud claps , made me jump up . A boat , a European boat , was coming in . I invoked the name of the dead ; I hailed : Judea ahoy ! A thin shout an- swered . " It was the captain . I had beaten the flagship by ...
Strona 44
... silence ; outlandish , angry words , mixed with words and even whole sentences of good English , less strange but even more surprising . The voice swore and cursed violently ; it riddled the solemn peace of the bay by a volley of abuse ...
... silence ; outlandish , angry words , mixed with words and even whole sentences of good English , less strange but even more surprising . The voice swore and cursed violently ; it riddled the solemn peace of the bay by a volley of abuse ...
Strona 46
... silence of the East . I had heard some of its languages . But when I opened my eyes again the silence was as complete as though it had never been broken . I was lying in a flood of light , and the sky had never looked so far , so high ...
... silence of the East . I had heard some of its languages . But when I opened my eyes again the silence was as complete as though it had never been broken . I was lying in a flood of light , and the sky had never looked so far , so high ...
Strona 52
... silence on board the yacht . For some reason or other we did not begin that game of dominoes . We felt medi- tative , and fit for nothing but placid staring . The day was ending in a serenity of still and exquisite brilliance . The ...
... silence on board the yacht . For some reason or other we did not begin that game of dominoes . We felt medi- tative , and fit for nothing but placid staring . The day was ending in a serenity of still and exquisite brilliance . The ...
Strona 55
... silence . No one took the trouble to grunt even ; and presently he said , very slow • " I was thinking of very old times , when the Romans first came here , nineteen hundred years ago the other day . Light came out of this river since ...
... silence . No one took the trouble to grunt even ; and presently he said , very slow • " I was thinking of very old times , when the Romans first came here , nineteen hundred years ago the other day . Light came out of this river since ...
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asked bank Bankok Batu Beru beard began berth binnacle boats bridge cabin Captain Whalley chap cheroot coast course cried dark dead deck devil earth engineer eyes face feeling feet fellow fool glance gone hand head heard heart HEART OF DARKNESS ivory Judea keep knew Kurtz lascar leaning light live looked Mahon Malay Martini-Henry Massy Massy's mate murmured never niggers night once Pangu patent slip pilgrims port prau remember Ringdove river round sampan seemed Serang shadow ship shore side sight silence skipper smoke Sofala somber sort soul sound stared steamboat steamer Sterne stood straight stream suddenly talk tell thing thought tion took trees Tuan turned unsound method Van Wyk voice waiting walked watch Whal Whalley's whisper word
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