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In
a
moment
he
came
up
again
with
a
jump
,
possessed
himself
of
both
my
hands
,
shook
them
continuously
,
while
he
gabbled
:
'
Brother
sailor
...
honour
...
pleasure
...
delight
...
introduce
myself
...
Russian
...
son
of
an
arch-priest
...
Government
of
Tambov
...
What
?
Tobacco
!
English
tobacco
;
the
excellent
English
tobacco
!
Now
,
that
's
brotherly
.
Smoke
?
Where
's
a
sailor
that
does
not
smoke
?
"
"
The
pipe
soothed
him
,
and
gradually
I
made
out
he
had
run
away
from
school
,
had
gone
to
sea
in
a
Russian
ship
;
ran
away
again
;
served
some
time
in
English
ships
;
was
now
reconciled
with
the
arch-priest
.
He
made
a
point
of
that
.
'
But
when
one
is
young
one
must
see
things
,
gather
experience
,
ideas
;
enlarge
the
mind
.
'
'
Here
!
'
I
interrupted
.
'
You
can
never
tell
!
Here
I
met
Mr.
Kurtz
,
'
he
said
,
youthfully
solemn
and
reproachful
.
I
held
my
tongue
after
that
.
It
appears
he
had
persuaded
a
Dutch
trading-house
on
the
coast
to
fit
him
out
with
stores
and
goods
,
and
had
started
for
the
interior
with
a
light
heart
and
no
more
idea
of
what
would
happen
to
him
than
a
baby
.
He
had
been
wandering
about
that
river
for
nearly
two
years
alone
,
cut
off
from
everybody
and
everything
.
'
I
am
not
so
young
as
I
look
.
I
am
twenty-five
,
'
he
said
.
'
At
first
old
Van
Shuyten
would
tell
me
to
go
to
the
devil
,
'
he
narrated
with
keen
enjoyment
;
'
but
I
stuck
to
him
,
and
talked
and
talked
,
till
at
last
he
got
afraid
I
would
talk
the
hind-leg
off
his
favourite
dog
,
so
he
gave
me
some
cheap
things
and
a
few
guns
,
and
told
me
he
hoped
he
would
never
see
my
face
again
Good
old
Dutchman
,
Van
Shuyten
.
I
've
sent
him
one
small
lot
of
ivory
a
year
ago
,
so
that
he
ca
n't
call
me
a
little
thief
when
I
get
back
.
I
hope
he
got
it
.
And
for
the
rest
I
do
n't
care
.
I
had
some
wood
stacked
for
you
.
That
was
my
old
house
.
Did
you
see
?
'
"
I
gave
him
Towson
's
book
.
He
made
as
though
he
would
kiss
me
,
but
restrained
himself
.
'
The
only
book
I
had
left
,
and
I
thought
I
had
lost
it
,
'
he
said
,
looking
at
it
ecstatically
.
'
So
many
accidents
happen
to
a
man
going
about
alone
,
you
know
.
Canoes
get
upset
sometimes
--
and
sometimes
you
've
got
to
clear
out
so
quick
when
the
people
get
angry
.
'
He
thumbed
the
pages
.
'
You
made
notes
in
Russian
?
'
I
asked
.
He
nodded
.
'
I
thought
they
were
written
in
cipher
,
'
I
said
.
He
laughed
,
then
became
serious
.
'
I
had
lots
of
trouble
to
keep
these
people
off
,
'
he
said
.
'
Did
they
want
to
kill
you
?
'
I
asked
.
'
Oh
,
no
!
'
he
cried
,
and
checked
himself
.
'
Why
did
they
attack
us
?
'
I
pursued
.
He
hesitated
,
then
said
shamefacedly
,
'
They
do
n't
want
him
to
go
.
'
'
Do
n't
they
?
'
I
said
curiously
.
He
nodded
a
nod
full
of
mystery
and
wisdom
.
'
I
tell
you
,
'
he
cried
,
'
this
man
has
enlarged
my
mind
.
'
He
opened
his
arms
wide
,
staring
at
me
with
his
little
blue
eyes
that
were
perfectly
round
.
"
"
I
looked
at
him
,
lost
in
astonishment
.
There
he
was
before
me
,
in
motley
,
as
though
he
had
absconded
from
a
troupe
of
mimes
,
enthusiastic
,
fabulous
.
His
very
existence
was
improbable
,
inexplicable
,
and
altogether
bewildering
.
He
was
an
insoluble
problem
.
It
was
inconceivable
how
he
had
existed
,
how
he
had
succeeded
in
getting
so
far
,
how
he
had
managed
to
remain
--
why
he
did
not
instantly
disappear
.
'
I
went
a
little
farther
,
'
he
said
,
'
then
still
a
little
farther
--
till
I
had
gone
so
far
that
I
do
n't
know
how
I
'll
ever
get
back
.
Never
mind
.
Plenty
time
.
I
can
manage
.
You
take
Kurtz
away
quick
--
quick
--
I
tell
you
.
'
The
glamour
of
youth
enveloped
his
parti-coloured
rags
,
his
destitution
,
his
loneliness
,
the
essential
desolation
of
his
futile
wanderings
.
For
months
--
for
years
--
his
life
had
n't
been
worth
a
day
's
purchase
;
and
there
he
was
gallantly
,
thoughtlessly
alive
,
to
all
appearances
indestructible
solely
by
the
virtue
of
his
few
years
and
of
his
unreflecting
audacity
.
I
was
seduced
into
something
like
admiration
--
like
envy
.
Glamour
urged
him
on
,
glamour
kept
him
unscathed
.
He
surely
wanted
nothing
from
the
wilderness
but
space
to
breathe
in
and
to
push
on
through
.
His
need
was
to
exist
,
and
to
move
onwards
at
the
greatest
possible
risk
,
and
with
a
maximum
of
privation
.
If
the
absolutely
pure
,
uncalculating
,
unpractical
spirit
of
adventure
had
ever
ruled
a
human
being
,
it
ruled
this
bepatched
youth
.
I
almost
envied
him
the
possession
of
this
modest
and
clear
flame
.
It
seemed
to
have
consumed
all
thought
of
self
so
completely
,
that
even
while
he
was
talking
to
you
,
you
forgot
that
it
was
he
--
the
man
before
your
eyes
--
who
had
gone
through
these
things
.
I
did
not
envy
him
his
devotion
to
Kurtz
,
though
.
He
had
not
meditated
over
it
.
It
came
to
him
,
and
he
accepted
it
with
a
sort
of
eager
fatalism
.
I
must
say
that
to
me
it
appeared
about
the
most
dangerous
thing
in
every
way
he
had
come
upon
so
far
.
"
They
had
come
together
unavoidably
,
like
two
ships
becalmed
near
each
other
,
and
lay
rubbing
sides
at
last
.
I
suppose
Kurtz
wanted
an
audience
,
because
on
a
certain
occasion
,
when
encamped
in
the
forest
,
they
had
talked
all
night
,
or
more
probably
Kurtz
had
talked
.
'
We
talked
of
everything
,
'
he
said
,
quite
transported
at
the
recollection
.
'
I
forgot
there
was
such
a
thing
as
sleep
.
The
night
did
not
seem
to
last
an
hour
.
Everything
!
Everything
!
...
Of
love
,
too
.
'
'
Ah
,
he
talked
to
you
of
love
!
'
I
said
,
much
amused
.
'
It
is
n't
what
you
think
,
'
he
cried
,
almost
passionately
.
'
It
was
in
general
.
He
made
me
see
things
--
things
.
'
"
He
threw
his
arms
up
.
We
were
on
deck
at
the
time
,
and
the
headman
of
my
wood-cutters
,
lounging
near
by
,
turned
upon
him
his
heavy
and
glittering
eyes
.
I
looked
around
,
and
I
do
n't
know
why
,
but
I
assure
you
that
never
,
never
before
,
did
this
land
,
this
river
,
this
jungle
,
the
very
arch
of
this
blazing
sky
,
appear
to
me
so
hopeless
and
so
dark
,
so
impenetrable
to
human
thought
,
so
pitiless
to
human
weakness
.
'
And
,
ever
since
,
you
have
been
with
him
,
of
course
?
'
I
said
.
"
On
the
contrary
.
It
appears
their
intercourse
had
been
very
much
broken
by
various
causes
.
He
had
,
as
he
informed
me
proudly
,
managed
to
nurse
Kurtz
through
two
illnesses
(
he
alluded
to
it
as
you
would
to
some
risky
feat
)
,
but
as
a
rule
Kurtz
wandered
alone
,
far
in
the
depths
of
the
forest
.
'
Very
often
coming
to
this
station
,
I
had
to
wait
days
and
days
before
he
would
turn
up
,
'
he
said
.
'
Ah
,
it
was
worth
waiting
for
!
--
sometimes
.
'
'
What
was
he
doing
?
exploring
or
what
?
'
I
asked
.
'
Oh
,
yes
,
of
course
'
;
he
had
discovered
lots
of
villages
,
a
lake
,
too
--
he
did
not
know
exactly
in
what
direction
;
it
was
dangerous
to
inquire
too
much
--
but
mostly
his
expeditions
had
been
for
ivory
.
'
But
he
had
no
goods
to
trade
with
by
that
time
,
'
I
objected
.
'
There
's
a
good
lot
of
cartridges
left
even
yet
,
'
he
answered
,
looking
away
.
'
To
speak
plainly
,
he
raided
the
country
,
'
I
said
.
He
nodded
.
'
Not
alone
,
surely
!
'
He
muttered
something
about
the
villages
round
that
lake
.
'
Kurtz
got
the
tribe
to
follow
him
,
did
he
?
'
I
suggested
.
He
fidgeted
a
little
.
'
They
adored
him
,
'
he
said
.
The
tone
of
these
words
was
so
extraordinary
that
I
looked
at
him
searchingly
.
It
was
curious
to
see
his
mingled
eagerness
and
reluctance
to
speak
of
Kurtz
.
The
man
filled
his
life
,
occupied
his
thoughts
,
swayed
his
emotions
.
'
What
can
you
expect
?
'
he
burst
out
;
'
he
came
to
them
with
thunder
and
lightning
,
you
know
--
and
they
had
never
seen
anything
like
it
--
and
very
terrible
.
He
could
be
very
terrible
.
You
ca
n't
judge
Mr.
Kurtz
as
you
would
an
ordinary
man
.
No
,
no
,
no
!
Now
--
just
to
give
you
an
idea
--
I
do
n't
mind
telling
you
,
he
wanted
to
shoot
me
,
too
,
one
day
--
but
I
do
n't
judge
him
.
'
'
Shoot
you
!
'
I
cried
'
What
for
?
'
'
Well
,
I
had
a
small
lot
of
ivory
the
chief
of
that
village
near
my
house
gave
me
.
You
see
I
used
to
shoot
game
for
them
.
Well
,
he
wanted
it
,
and
would
n't
hear
reason
.
He
declared
he
would
shoot
me
unless
I
gave
him
the
ivory
and
then
cleared
out
of
the
country
,
because
he
could
do
so
,
and
had
a
fancy
for
it
,
and
there
was
nothing
on
earth
to
prevent
him
killing
whom
he
jolly
well
pleased
.
And
it
was
true
,
too
.
I
gave
him
the
ivory
.
What
did
I
care
!
But
I
did
n't
clear
out
.
No
,
no
.
I
could
n't
leave
him
.
I
had
to
be
careful
,
of
course
,
till
we
got
friendly
again
for
a
time
.
He
had
his
second
illness
then
.
Afterwards
I
had
to
keep
out
of
the
way
;
but
I
did
n't
mind
.
He
was
living
for
the
most
part
in
those
villages
on
the
lake
.
When
he
came
down
to
the
river
,
sometimes
he
would
take
to
me
,
and
sometimes
it
was
better
for
me
to
be
careful
.
This
man
suffered
too
much
.
He
hated
all
this
,
and
somehow
he
could
n't
get
away
.
When
I
had
a
chance
I
begged
him
to
try
and
leave
while
there
was
time
;
I
offered
to
go
back
with
him
.
And
he
would
say
yes
,
and
then
he
would
remain
;
go
off
on
another
ivory
hunt
;
disappear
for
weeks
;
forget
himself
amongst
these
people
--
forget
himself
--
you
know
.
'
'
Why
!
he
's
mad
,
'
I
said
.
He
protested
indignantly
.
Mr.
Kurtz
could
n't
be
mad
.
