VictoryA story of rescue and violent tragedy set in the Malayan archipelago, 'Victory' combines high adventure with a sensitive portrayal of three drifters. |
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... Turning with that finished courtesy of attitude , movement , voice , which was his obvious characteristic , he had said with delicate playfulness : " Come along and quench your thirst with us , Mr. McNab ! " Perhaps that was it . A man ...
... Turning with that finished courtesy of attitude , movement , voice , which was his obvious characteristic , he had said with delicate playfulness : " Come along and quench your thirst with us , Mr. McNab ! " Perhaps that was it . A man ...
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... turned up in Timor . Why in Timor , of all places in the world , no one knows . Well , he was mooning about Delli , that highly pestilential place , possibly in search of some undiscovered facts , when he came in the street upon ...
... turned up in Timor . Why in Timor , of all places in the world , no one knows . Well , he was mooning about Delli , that highly pestilential place , possibly in search of some undiscovered facts , when he came in the street upon ...
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... turning up in Timor or anywhere else was no more wonderful than the settling of a sparrow on one's window - sill at any given moment . But that he should carry a sum of money in his pocket seemed somehow inconceivable . So inconceivable ...
... turning up in Timor or anywhere else was no more wonderful than the settling of a sparrow on one's window - sill at any given moment . But that he should carry a sum of money in his pocket seemed somehow inconceivable . So inconceivable ...
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... turned them on the discomposed Morrison . " In what way , may I ask ? " he continued with austere politeness . Morrison was abashed . " Forgive me , Heyst . You must have been sent by God in answer to my prayer . But I have been nearly ...
... turned them on the discomposed Morrison . " In what way , may I ask ? " he continued with austere politeness . Morrison was abashed . " Forgive me , Heyst . You must have been sent by God in answer to my prayer . But I have been nearly ...
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... turned up his nose at my table - d'hôte ! " He winked with immense malice . A bell started ringing , and he led the way to the dining - room as if into a temple , very grave , with the air of a benefactor of mankind . His ambition was ...
... turned up his nose at my table - d'hôte ! " He winked with immense malice . A bell started ringing , and he led the way to the dining - room as if into a temple , very grave , with the air of a benefactor of mankind . His ambition was ...
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Page 111 - We can manage that easily for you." Schomberg steered with dignity, staring straight ahead, but very much interested by these two promising "accounts." Their belongings, a couple of large leather trunks browned by age and a few smaller packages, were piled up in the bows. A third individual — a nondescript, hairy creature — had modestly made his way forward and had perched himself on the luggage. The lower part of his physiognomy was over-developed ; his narrow and low forehead, unintelligently...
Page 105 - I shall tell her to go to her people in Europe. She will have to go, too! I will see to it. Eins, zwei, march! And then we shall sell this hotel and start another somewhere else.
Page 358 - ... angle of the walls behind me. He wasn't there when I came in. I didn't like the notion of that watchful monster behind my back. If I had been less at their mercy, I should certainly have changed my position. As things are now, to move would have been a mere weakness. So I remained where I was. The gentleman on the bed said he could assure me of one thing; and that was that his presence here was no more morally reprehensible than mine. "'We pursue the same ends,' he said, 'only perhaps I pursue...
Page 77 - The Zangiacomo band was not making music; it was simply murdering silence with a vulgar, ferocious energy. One felt as if witnessing a deed of violence...
Page 119 - Impudent, overbearing, swindling sharper," he went on. "I have a good mind to " He was beside himself in his lurid, heavy, Teutonic manner, so unlike the picturesque, lively rage of the Latin races; and though his eyes strayed about irresolutely, yet his swollen, angry features awakened in the miserable woman over whom he had been tyrannising for years a fear for his precious carcass, since the poor creature had nothing else but that to hold on to in the world. She knew him well; but she did not...
Page 4 - ... its head just above the northern horizon, and at night levelled at him, from amongst the clear stars, a dull red glow, expanding and collapsing spasmodically like the end of a gigantic cigar puffed at intermittently in the dark. Axel Heyst was also a smoker...
Page 239 - Not the sort that always itches for a weapon, for I have never been anxious to use one in the quarrels that a man gets into in the most innocent way, sometimes. The differences for which men murder each other are, like everything else they do, the most contemptible, the most pitiful things to look back upon. No, I've never killed a man or loved a woman — not even in my thoughts, not even in my dreams.
Page 195 - He [Axel] observed that the death of that bitter contemner of life did not trouble the flow of life's stream, where men and women go by thick as dust, revolving and jostling one another like figures cut out of cork and weighted with lead just sufficiently to keep them in their proudly upright posture.
Page 103 - Three years of such companionship at that plastic and impressionable age were bound to leave in the boy a profound mistrust of life. The young man learned to reflect, which is a destructive process, a reckoning of the cost.
Page 226 - Why are you looking so serious?" he pursued, and immediately thought that habitual seriousness, in the long run, was much more bearable than constant gaiety. "However, this expression suits you exceedingly," he added, not diplomatically, but because, by the tendency of his taste, it was a true statement. "And as long as I can be certain that it is not boredom which gives you this severe air, I am willing to sit here and look at you till you are ready to go." And this was true. He was still under...