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He said it was dark and wet there; that it was like living with your head and
shoulders in a moist gunny-bag. That was only his exaggerated style of talking.
Morrison was "one of us." He was owner and master of the Capricorn, trading brig
, and ...
When Heyst met him in Delli, Morrison was walking along the street, his eyeglass
tossed over his shoulder, his head down, with the hopeless aspect of those
hardened tramps one sees on our roads trudging from workhouse to workhouse.
"You have the money?" whispered Morrison. "Do you mean here, in your pocket?
" "Yes, on me. Glad to be of use." Morrison, staring open-mouthed, groped over
his shoulder for the cord of the eyeglass hanging down his back. When he found
The small platform was filled with white muslin dresses and crimson sashes
slanting from shoulders provided with bare arms, which sawed away without
respite. Zangiacomo conducted. He wore a white mess-jacket, a black dress
It was evident that she was a girl. It was evident in the outline of the shoulders, in
the slender white bust springing up, barred slantwise by the crimson sash, from
the bellshaped spread of muslin skirt hiding the chair on which she VICTORY 57.
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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