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Chapter 9

           Hewasupinamoment,jarred,shaken,withaqueerimpressionoftheterrestrialglobehavingbeenflungathisheadinthedark.ButitwantedmorethanthattostopDr.Monygham’sbody,possessedbytheexaltationofself-sacrifice;areasonableexaltation,determinednottolosewhateveradvantagechanceputintoitsway.Heranwithheadlong,totteringswiftness,hisarmsgoinglikeawindmillinhisefforttokeephisbalanceonhiscrippledfeet.Helosthishat;thetailsofhisopengaberdineflewbehindhim.Hehadnomindtolosesightoftheindispensableman.Butitwasalongtime,andalongwayfromtheCustomHouse,beforehemanagedtoseizehisarmfrombehind,roughly,outofbreath.

           “Stop!Areyoumad?”

           AlreadyNostromowaswalkingslowly,hisheaddropping,asifcheckedinhispacebythewearinessofirresolution.

           “Whatisthattoyou?Ah!Iforgotyouwantmeforsomething.Always.SiempreNostromo.”

           “Whatdoyoumeanbytalkingofstranglingme?”pantedthedoctor.

           “WhatdoImean?Imeanthatthekingofthedevilshimselfhassentyououtofthistownofcowardsandtalkerstomeetmeto-nightofallthenightsofmylife.”

           UnderthestarryskytheAlbergod’ltaliaUnaemerged,blackandlow,breakingthedarkleveloftheplain.Nostromostoppedaltogether.

           “Thepriestssayheisatempter,dotheynot?”headded,throughhisclenchedteeth.

           “Mygoodman,youdrivel.

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