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Captain
Mitchell
was
a
thick
,
elderly
man
,
wearing
high
,
pointed
collars
and
short
side-whiskers
,
partial
to
white
waistcoats
,
and
really
very
communicative
under
his
air
of
pompous
reserve
.
"
These
gentlemen
,
"
he
would
say
,
staring
with
great
solemnity
,
"
had
to
run
like
rabbits
,
sir
.
I
ran
like
a
rabbit
myself
.
Certain
forms
of
death
are
--
er
--
distasteful
to
a
--
a
--
er
--
respectable
man
.
They
would
have
pounded
me
to
death
,
too
.
A
crazy
mob
,
sir
,
does
not
discriminate
.
Under
providence
we
owed
our
preservation
to
my
Capataz
de
Cargadores
,
as
they
called
him
in
the
town
,
a
man
who
,
when
I
discovered
his
value
,
sir
,
was
just
the
bos
'n
of
an
Italian
ship
,
a
big
Genoese
ship
,
one
of
the
few
European
ships
that
ever
came
to
Sulaco
with
a
general
cargo
before
the
building
of
the
National
Central
.
He
left
her
on
account
of
some
very
respectable
friends
he
made
here
,
his
own
countrymen
,
but
also
,
I
suppose
,
to
better
himself
.
Sir
,
I
am
a
pretty
good
judge
of
character
.
I
engaged
him
to
be
the
foreman
of
our
lightermen
,
and
caretaker
of
our
jetty
.
That
's
all
that
he
was
.
But
without
him
Senor
Ribiera
would
have
been
a
dead
man
.
This
Nostromo
,
sir
,
a
man
absolutely
above
reproach
,
became
the
terror
of
all
the
thieves
in
the
town
.
We
were
infested
,
infested
,
overrun
,
sir
,
here
at
that
time
by
ladrones
and
matreros
,
thieves
and
murderers
from
the
whole
province
.
On
this
occasion
they
had
been
flocking
into
Sulaco
for
a
week
past
.
They
had
scented
the
end
,
sir
.
Fifty
per
cent
.
of
that
murdering
mob
were
professional
bandits
from
the
Campo
,
sir
,
but
there
was
n't
one
that
had
n't
heard
of
Nostromo
.
As
to
the
town
leperos
,
sir
,
the
sight
of
his
black
whiskers
and
white
teeth
was
enough
for
them
.
They
quailed
before
him
,
sir
.
That
's
what
the
force
of
character
will
do
for
you
.
"
It
could
very
well
be
said
that
it
was
Nostromo
alone
who
saved
the
lives
of
these
gentlemen
.
Captain
Mitchell
,
on
his
part
,
never
left
them
till
he
had
seen
them
collapse
,
panting
,
terrified
,
and
exasperated
,
but
safe
,
on
the
luxuriant
velvet
sofas
in
the
first-class
saloon
of
the
Minerva
.
To
the
very
last
he
had
been
careful
to
address
the
ex-Dictator
as
"
Your
Excellency
.
"
"
Sir
,
I
could
do
no
other
.
The
man
was
down
--
ghastly
,
livid
,
one
mass
of
scratches
.
"
The
Minerva
never
let
go
her
anchor
that
call
.
The
superintendent
ordered
her
out
of
the
harbour
at
once
.
No
cargo
could
be
landed
,
of
course
,
and
the
passengers
for
Sulaco
naturally
refused
to
go
ashore
.
They
could
hear
the
firing
and
see
plainly
the
fight
going
on
at
the
edge
of
the
water
.
The
repulsed
mob
devoted
its
energies
to
an
attack
upon
the
Custom
House
,
a
dreary
,
unfinished-looking
structure
with
many
windows
two
hundred
yards
away
from
the
O.S.N.
Offices
,
and
the
only
other
building
near
the
harbour
.
Captain
Mitchell
,
after
directing
the
commander
of
the
Minerva
to
land
"
these
gentlemen
"
in
the
first
port
of
call
outside
Costaguana
,
went
back
in
his
gig
to
see
what
could
be
done
for
the
protection
of
the
Company
's
property
.
That
and
the
property
of
the
railway
were
preserved
by
the
European
residents
;
that
is
,
by
Captain
Mitchell
himself
and
the
staff
of
engineers
building
the
road
,
aided
by
the
Italian
and
Basque
workmen
who
rallied
faithfully
round
their
English
chiefs
.
The
Company
's
lightermen
,
too
,
natives
of
the
Republic
,
behaved
very
well
under
their
Capataz
An
outcast
lot
of
very
mixed
blood
,
mainly
negroes
,
everlastingly
at
feud
with
the
other
customers
of
low
grog
shops
in
the
town
,
they
embraced
with
delight
this
opportunity
to
settle
their
personal
scores
under
such
favourable
auspices
.
There
was
not
one
of
them
that
had
not
,
at
some
time
or
other
,
looked
with
terror
at
Nostromo
's
revolver
poked
very
close
at
his
face
,
or
been
otherwise
daunted
by
Nostromo
's
resolution
.
He
was
"
much
of
a
man
,
"
their
Capataz
was
,
they
said
,
too
scornful
in
his
temper
ever
to
utter
abuse
,
a
tireless
taskmaster
,
and
the
more
to
be
feared
because
of
his
aloofness
.
And
behold
!
there
he
was
that
day
,
at
their
head
,
condescending
to
make
jocular
remarks
to
this
man
or
the
other
.
Such
leadership
was
inspiriting
,
and
in
truth
all
the
harm
the
mob
managed
to
achieve
was
to
set
fire
to
one
--
only
one
--
stack
of
railway-sleepers
,
which
,
being
creosoted
,
burned
well
.
The
main
attack
on
the
railway
yards
,
on
the
O.S.N.
Offices
,
and
especially
on
the
Custom
House
,
whose
strong
room
,
it
was
well
known
,
contained
a
large
treasure
in
silver
ingots
,
failed
completely
.
Even
the
little
hotel
kept
by
old
Giorgio
,
standing
alone
halfway
between
the
harbour
and
the
town
,
escaped
looting
and
destruction
,
not
by
a
miracle
,
but
because
with
the
safes
in
view
they
had
neglected
it
at
first
,
and
afterwards
found
no
leisure
to
stop
.
Nostromo
,
with
his
Cargadores
,
was
pressing
them
too
hard
then
.
IT
MIGHT
have
been
said
that
there
he
was
only
protecting
his
own
.
From
the
first
he
had
been
admitted
to
live
in
the
intimacy
of
the
family
of
the
hotel-keeper
who
was
a
countryman
of
his
.
Old
Giorgio
Viola
,
a
Genoese
with
a
shaggy
white
leonine
head
--
often
called
simply
"
the
Garibaldino
"
(
as
Mohammedans
are
called
after
their
prophet
)
--
was
,
to
use
Captain
Mitchell
's
own
words
,
the
"
respectable
married
friend
"
by
whose
advice
Nostromo
had
left
his
ship
to
try
for
a
run
of
shore
luck
in
Costaguana
.
