...the fiction of his invalidism, Mr. Jones, the gentleman, leaned on the arm of Ricardo, the secretary, the top of whose hat just came up to his governor's...Could I?" Without moving her head, the girl felt for Heyst 's hand, pressed it, and thereafter did not let it go. He continued, bitterly playful: "I don't...

...into the girl's ear. "Here they are, the envoys of the outer world. Here they are before you—evil intelligence, instinctive savagery, arm in arm. The...brute force is at the back. A trio of fitting envoys perhaps—but what about the welcome? Suppose I were armed, could I shoot those two down where they...

...Together, one on each side of the screen, they peeped between the edge of the canvas and the verandah -post entwined with creepers. A great heat ascended from...Could I?" Without moving her head, the girl felt for Heyst 's hand, pressed it, and thereafter did not let it go. He continued, bitterly playful: "I don't...

...the fiction of his invalidism, Mr. Jones, the gentleman, leaned on the arm of Ricardo, the secretary the top of whose hat just came up to his governor's...thereafter did not let it go. He continued, bitterly playful1. "I don't know. I don't think so. There is a strain in me which lays me under an insensate...

...the fiction of his invalidism, Mr. Jones, the gentleman, leaned on the arm of Ricardo, the secretary, the top of whose hat just came up to his governor's...not let it go. He continued, bitterly playful: "~i-~ "I don't know. I don't think so. There is a strain in me which lays me under an insensate obligation...

...Heyst of these two and their enchained and primitive servitor Pedro. "Here they are before you—evil intelligence, instinctive savagery, arm in arm. The...about the welcome? Suppose I were armed, could I shoot down those two where they stand?" Later Jones is moved to explain: "... in one way I am . . . the world...

...suggested by Heyst's description to Lena when she sees them for the first time from her bungalow: '. . . Here they are before you - evil intelligence, instinctive...savagery arm in arm. The brute force is at the back...'. But the three desperadoes do not become symbols of these qualities. There are other similarly explicit...