Ностромо

           TheEnglishsenorahadalsocomeinthecarriage,andwentupstairsatoncewiththedoctor.ShehadtoldhimnottowakeupDonMartinyet;butwhentheysentforthechildrenhehadcomeintothecafe.

           Thehalfofthehorsewithitshalfoftheriderswungroundoutsidethedoor;thetorchoftowandresinintheironbasketwhichwascarriedonastickatthesaddle-bowflaredrightintotheroomforamoment,andMrs.Gouldenteredhastilywithaverywhite,tiredface.Thehoodofherdark,bluecloakhadfallenback.Bothmenrose.

           “Teresawantstoseeyou,Nostromo,”shesaid.TheCapatazdidnotmove.Decoud,withhisbacktothetable,begantobuttonuphiscoat.

           “Thesilver,Mrs.Gould,thesilver,”hemurmuredinEnglish.“Don’tforgetthattheEsmeraldagarrisonhavegotasteamer.Theymayappearatanymomentattheharbourentrance.”

           “Thedoctorsaysthereisnohope,”Mrs.Gouldspokerapidly,alsoinEnglish.“Ishalltakeyoudowntothewharfinmycarriageandthencomebacktofetchawaythegirls.”ShechangedswiftlyintoSpanishtoaddressNostromo.“Whyareyouwastingtime?OldGiorgio’swifewishestoseeyou.”

           “Iamgoingtoher,senora,”mutteredtheCapataz.Dr.Monyghamnowshowedhimself,bringingbackthechildren.ToMrs.Gould’sinquiringglanceheonlyshookhisheadandwentoutsideatonce,followedbyNostromo.