Victory - An Island TaleThis vintage book contains Joseph Conrad's 1915 psychological novel, "Victory: An Island Tale". It is the story of Axel Heyst who, after a series of unfortunate events, finds himself living on an Indonesian island with his Chinese assistant, Wang. After Heyst rescues a woman from an attempted sexual assault on a nearby island, the would-be perpetrator tries to frame him for a murder. Joseph Conrad (1857 - 1924) was a Polish author who is considered to be one of the greatest authors in the English language. He first gained popular success through the writing of this novel. Many vintage texts such as this are increasingly scarce and expensive, and it is with this in mind that we are republishing this volume now, in an affordable, high-quality, modern edition. It comes complete with a specially commissioned biography of the author. |
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... hold of all the outcrops on tropical islands and exploit them locally. And, Lord knows, there were any amount of outcrops. It was Heyst who had located most of them in this part of the tropical belt during his rather aimless wanderings ...
... hold of all the outcrops on tropical islands and exploit them locally. And, Lord knows, there were any amount of outcrops. It was Heyst who had located most of them in this part of the tropical belt during his rather aimless wanderings ...
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... hold with a man everlastingly bothering the Almighty with his silly troubles. It seems such cheek. Anyhow, this morning I—I have never done any harm to any God's creature knowingly—I prayed. A sudden impulse— I went flop on my knees; so ...
... hold with a man everlastingly bothering the Almighty with his silly troubles. It seems such cheek. Anyhow, this morning I—I have never done any harm to any God's creature knowingly—I prayed. A sudden impulse— I went flop on my knees; so ...
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... hold on Morrison, had fastened himself on him and was sucking him dry. Those who had traced these mutters back to their origin were very careful not to believe them. The originator, it seems, was a certain Schomberg, a big, manly ...
... hold on Morrison, had fastened himself on him and was sucking him dry. Those who had traced these mutters back to their origin were very careful not to believe them. The originator, it seems, was a certain Schomberg, a big, manly ...
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... hold of one that will do for all of us,” commented a bitter voice. “That's what they call development—and be hanged to it!” muttered another. Never was Heyst talked about so much in the tropical belt before. “Isn't he a Swedish baron or ...
... hold of one that will do for all of us,” commented a bitter voice. “That's what they call development—and be hanged to it!” muttered another. Never was Heyst talked about so much in the tropical belt before. “Isn't he a Swedish baron or ...
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... hold.' “'But all this is as dead as Julius Caesar,' I cried. 'In fact, you have nothing worth holding on to, Heyst.' “'Oh, I am done with facts,' says he, putting his hand to his helmet sharply with one of his short bows.” Thus ...
... hold.' “'But all this is as dead as Julius Caesar,' I cried. 'In fact, you have nothing worth holding on to, Heyst.' “'Oh, I am done with facts,' says he, putting his hand to his helmet sharply with one of his short bows.” Thus ...
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