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'
Everybody
had
behaved
splendidly
!
splendidly
!
'
--
'
you
must
,
'
he
said
in
agitation
,
'
go
and
see
the
general
manager
at
once
.
He
is
waiting
!
'
"
I
did
not
see
the
real
significance
of
that
wreck
at
once
.
I
fancy
I
see
it
now
,
but
I
am
not
sure
--
not
at
all
.
Certainly
the
affair
was
too
stupid
--
when
I
think
of
it
--
to
be
altogether
natural
.
Still
...
But
at
the
moment
it
presented
itself
simply
as
a
confounded
nuisance
.
The
steamer
was
sunk
.
They
had
started
two
days
before
in
a
sudden
hurry
up
the
river
with
the
manager
on
board
,
in
charge
of
some
volunteer
skipper
,
and
before
they
had
been
out
three
hours
they
tore
the
bottom
out
of
her
on
stones
,
and
she
sank
near
the
south
bank
.
I
asked
myself
what
I
was
to
do
there
,
now
my
boat
was
lost
.
As
a
matter
of
fact
,
I
had
plenty
to
do
in
fishing
my
command
out
of
the
river
.
I
had
to
set
about
it
the
very
next
day
.
That
,
and
the
repairs
when
I
brought
the
pieces
to
the
station
,
took
some
months
.
"
My
first
interview
with
the
manager
was
curious
.
He
did
not
ask
me
to
sit
down
after
my
twenty-mile
walk
that
morning
.
He
was
commonplace
in
complexion
,
in
features
,
in
manners
,
and
in
voice
.
He
was
of
middle
size
and
of
ordinary
build
.
His
eyes
,
of
the
usual
blue
,
were
perhaps
remarkably
cold
,
and
he
certainly
could
make
his
glance
fall
on
one
as
trenchant
and
heavy
as
an
axe
.
But
even
at
these
times
the
rest
of
his
person
seemed
to
disclaim
the
intention
.
Otherwise
there
was
only
an
indefinable
,
faint
expression
of
his
lips
,
something
stealthy
--
a
smile
--
not
a
smile
--
I
remember
it
,
but
I
ca
n't
explain
.
It
was
unconscious
,
this
smile
was
,
though
just
after
he
had
said
something
it
got
intensified
for
an
instant
.
It
came
at
the
end
of
his
speeches
like
a
seal
applied
on
the
words
to
make
the
meaning
of
the
commonest
phrase
appear
absolutely
inscrutable
.
He
was
a
common
trader
,
from
his
youth
up
employed
in
these
parts
--
nothing
more
.
He
was
obeyed
,
yet
he
inspired
neither
love
nor
fear
,
nor
even
respect
.
He
inspired
uneasiness
.
That
was
it
!
Uneasiness
.
Not
a
definite
mistrust
--
just
uneasiness
--
nothing
more
.
You
have
no
idea
how
effective
such
a.
.
.
a.
.
.
faculty
can
be
.
He
had
no
genius
for
organizing
,
for
initiative
,
or
for
order
even
.
That
was
evident
in
such
things
as
the
deplorable
state
of
the
station
.
He
had
no
learning
,
and
no
intelligence
.
His
position
had
come
to
him
--
why
?
Perhaps
because
he
was
never
ill
...
He
had
served
three
terms
of
three
years
out
there
...
Because
triumphant
health
in
the
general
rout
of
constitutions
is
a
kind
of
power
in
itself
.
When
he
went
home
on
leave
he
rioted
on
a
large
scale
--
pompously
.
Jack
ashore
--
with
a
difference
--
in
externals
only
.
This
one
could
gather
from
his
casual
talk
.
He
originated
nothing
,
he
could
keep
the
routine
going
--
that
's
all
.
But
he
was
great
.
He
was
great
by
this
little
thing
that
it
was
impossible
to
tell
what
could
control
such
a
man
.
He
never
gave
that
secret
away
.
Perhaps
there
was
nothing
within
him
.
Such
a
suspicion
made
one
pause
--
for
out
there
there
were
no
external
checks
.
Once
when
various
tropical
diseases
had
laid
low
almost
every
'
agent
'
in
the
station
,
he
was
heard
to
say
,
'
Men
who
come
out
here
should
have
no
entrails
.
'
He
sealed
the
utterance
with
that
smile
of
his
,
as
though
it
had
been
a
door
opening
into
a
darkness
he
had
in
his
keeping
.
You
fancied
you
had
seen
things
--
but
the
seal
was
on
.
When
annoyed
at
meal-times
by
the
constant
quarrels
of
the
white
men
about
precedence
,
he
ordered
an
immense
round
table
to
be
made
,
for
which
a
special
house
had
to
be
built
.
This
was
the
station
's
mess-room
.
Where
he
sat
was
the
first
place
--
the
rest
were
nowhere
.
One
felt
this
to
be
his
unalterable
conviction
.
He
was
neither
civil
nor
uncivil
.
He
was
quiet
.
He
allowed
his
'
boy
'
--
an
overfed
young
negro
from
the
coast
--
to
treat
the
white
men
,
under
his
very
eyes
,
with
provoking
insolence
.
"
He
began
to
speak
as
soon
as
he
saw
me
.
I
had
been
very
long
on
the
road
.
He
could
not
wait
.
Had
to
start
without
me
.
The
up-river
stations
had
to
be
relieved
.
There
had
been
so
many
delays
already
that
he
did
not
know
who
was
dead
and
who
was
alive
,
and
how
they
got
on
--
and
so
on
,
and
so
on
.
He
paid
no
attention
to
my
explanations
,
and
,
playing
with
a
stick
of
sealing-wax
,
repeated
several
times
that
the
situation
was
'
very
grave
,
very
grave
.
'
There
were
rumours
that
a
very
important
station
was
in
jeopardy
,
and
its
chief
,
Mr.
Kurtz
,
was
ill
.
Hoped
it
was
not
true
.
Mr.
Kurtz
was
...
I
felt
weary
and
irritable
.
Hang
Kurtz
,
I
thought
.
I
interrupted
him
by
saying
I
had
heard
of
Mr.
Kurtz
on
the
coast
.
'
Ah
!
So
they
talk
of
him
down
there
,
'
he
murmured
to
himself
.
Then
he
began
again
,
assuring
me
Mr.
Kurtz
was
the
best
agent
he
had
,
an
exceptional
man
,
of
the
greatest
importance
to
the
Company
;
therefore
I
could
understand
his
anxiety
.
He
was
,
he
said
,
'
very
,
very
uneasy
.
'
Certainly
he
fidgeted
on
his
chair
a
good
deal
,
exclaimed
,
'
Ah
,
Mr.
Kurtz
!
'
broke
the
stick
of
sealing-wax
and
seemed
dumfounded
by
the
accident
.
Next
thing
he
wanted
to
know
'
how
long
it
would
take
to
'
...
I
interrupted
him
again
.
Being
hungry
,
you
know
,
and
kept
on
my
feet
too
.
I
was
getting
savage
.
'
How
can
I
tell
?
'
I
said
.
'
I
have
n't
even
seen
the
wreck
yet
--
some
months
,
no
doubt
.
'
All
this
talk
seemed
to
me
so
futile
.
'
Some
months
,
'
he
said
.
'
Well
,
let
us
say
three
months
before
we
can
make
a
start
.
Yes
.
That
ought
to
do
the
affair
.
'
I
flung
out
of
his
hut
(
he
lived
all
alone
in
a
clay
hut
with
a
sort
of
verandah
)
muttering
to
myself
my
opinion
of
him
.
He
was
a
chattering
idiot
.
Afterwards
I
took
it
back
when
it
was
borne
in
upon
me
startlingly
with
what
extreme
nicety
he
had
estimated
the
time
requisite
for
the
'
affair
.
'
"
I
went
to
work
the
next
day
,
turning
,
so
to
speak
,
my
back
on
that
station
.
In
that
way
only
it
seemed
to
me
I
could
keep
my
hold
on
the
redeeming
facts
of
life
.
Still
,
one
must
look
about
sometimes
;
and
then
I
saw
this
station
,
these
men
strolling
aimlessly
about
in
the
sunshine
of
the
yard
.
I
asked
myself
sometimes
what
it
all
meant
.
They
wandered
here
and
there
with
their
absurd
long
staves
in
their
hands
,
like
a
lot
of
faithless
pilgrims
bewitched
inside
a
rotten
fence
.
The
word
'
ivory
'
rang
in
the
air
,
was
whispered
,
was
sighed
.
You
would
think
they
were
praying
to
it
.
A
taint
of
imbecile
rapacity
blew
through
it
all
,
like
a
whiff
from
some
corpse
.
By
Jove
!
I
've
never
seen
anything
so
unreal
in
my
life
.
And
outside
,
the
silent
wilderness
surrounding
this
cleared
speck
on
the
earth
struck
me
as
something
great
and
invincible
,
like
evil
or
truth
,
waiting
patiently
for
the
passing
away
of
this
fantastic
invasion
.
"
Oh
,
these
months
!
Well
,
never
mind
.
Various
things
yhappened
.
One
evening
a
grass
shed
full
of
calico
,
cotton
prints
,
beads
,
and
I
do
n't
know
what
else
,
burst
into
a
blaze
so
suddenly
that
you
would
have
thought
the
earth
had
opened
to
let
an
avenging
fire
consume
all
that
trash
.
I
was
smoking
my
pipe
quietly
by
my
dismantled
steamer
,
and
saw
them
all
cutting
capers
in
the
light
,
with
their
arms
lifted
high
,
when
the
stout
man
with
moustaches
came
tearing
down
to
the
river
,
a
tin
pail
in
his
hand
,
assured
me
that
everybody
was
'
behaving
splendidly
,
splendidly
,
'
dipped
about
a
quart
of
water
and
tore
back
again
.
I
noticed
there
was
a
hole
in
the
bottom
of
his
pail
.
