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It was in a little hotel in the Island of St. Thomas in the West Indies (in the year '75
) where we found him one hot afternoon extended on three chairs, all alone in the
loud buzzing of flies to which his immobility and his cadaverous aspect gave a ...
Do you mean chairs and tables?" Davidson asked with unconcealed
astonishment. Heyst did mean that. "My poor father died in London. It has been
all stored there ever since," he explained. "For all these years?" exclaimed
Davidson, thinking ...
Not a soul was in sight, not even a China boy— nothing but a lot of painted iron
chairs and tables. Solitude, shade, and gloomy silence— and a faint, treacherous
breeze which came from under the trees and quite unexpectedly caused the ...
chairs on which it had been extended. The middle of the day, table d'hote tiffin
once over, was Schomberg's easy time. He lounged out, portly, deliberate, on the
defensive, the great fair beard like a cuirass over his manly chest. He did not like
Indeed, the wonder was that they had been left alone so long. The drowsy
afternoon was slipping by. Footsteps and voices resounded on the verandah— I
beg pardon, the piazza; the scraping of chairs, the ping of VICTORY 37.
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - DanielSTJ - www.librarything.com
Conrad managed to develop characters, imperfect, that all drove themselves forward on their own agendas to the story's conclusion- facilitating and enabling it along the way. He manages to keep the ... Read full review
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In the first part we get an outsider's view of Axel Heyst's character, actions and motives without being certain who he is or what actually drives him. I found this off-putting until the second part ... Read full review