Nostromo: A Tale of the Seaboard
"But he is devoid of sense. He is the greatest imbecile that ever called himself a colonel in this country
of evil," growled Nostromo.
"He is no more unreasonable than many sensible men," said the doctor. "He has convinced himself that the treasure can be found because he desires passionately to possess himself of it. And he is also afraid of officers turning upon him and going over to Pedrito, whom he has not the courage either to fight or trust. Do you see that, capataz? He need fear no desertion as long as some hope remains of that enormous plunder turning up. I have made it my business to keep this very hope up."
"You have!" the capataz de cargadores repeated cautiously. "Well, that is wonderful. And how long do you think you are going to keep it up?"
"As long as I can."
"What does that mean?"
"I can tell you exactly. As long as I live," the doctor retorted, in a stubborn voice. Then in a few words he described the story of his arrrest and the circumstances of his release. "I was going back to that silly scoundrel when we met," he concluded.
Nostromo had listened with profound attention. "You have made up your mind, then, to a speedy death," he muttered through his clinched teeth.
"Perhaps! my illustrious capataz," the doctor said, testily. "You are not the only one here who can look an ugly death in the face."
"No doubt," mumbled Nostromo, loud enough to be overheard. "There may be even more than two fools in this place. Who knows?"
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