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Chapter 13
Ishereallyadangerousenemyofthepeople?”
InthedimlylitroomNostromorolledhisheadslowlyonthepillowandopenedhiseyes,directingattheweirdfigureperchedbyhisbedsideaglanceofenigmaticandprofoundinquiry.Thenhisheadrolledback,hiseyelidsfell,andtheCapatazdeCargadoresdiedwithoutawordormoanafteranhourofimmobility,brokenbyshortshudderstestifyingtothemostatrocioussufferings.
Dr.Monygham,goingoutinthepolice-galleytotheislands,beheldtheglitterofthemoonuponthegulfandthehighblackshapeoftheGreatIsabelsendingashaftoflightafar,fromunderthecanopyofclouds.
“Pulleasy,”hesaid,wonderingwhathewouldfindthere.HetriedtoimagineLindaandherfather,anddiscoveredastrangereluctancewithinhimself.“Pulleasy,”herepeated.
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Fromthemomenthefiredatthethiefofhishonour,GiorgioViolahadnotstirredfromthespot.Hestood,hisoldgungrounded,hishandgraspingthebarrelnearthemuzzle.AfterthelanchacarryingoffNostromoforeverfromherhadlefttheshore,Linda,comingup,stoppedbeforehim.Hedidnotseemtobeawareofherpresence,butwhen,losingherforcedcalmness,shecriedout—
“Doyouknowwhomyouhavekilled?”heanswered—
“Ramirezthevagabond.”
White,andstaringinsanelyatherfather,Lindalaughedinhisface.
