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Kayerts, the boss was short and fat; Carlier, his assistant, was long and had a great s head and a very broad Oberk • body o n two long, d, can legs. The third man of the staff was a Negro from Sierra Leon e, who claimed that Henry Price to en hei. For some reason, but it flussabwƒrt s the natives had given the name of Makola, and he had left all his wƒhrend Stre ifz, ge through the country. He spoke English and Franz • Saxon singing with an accent, had a beautiful handwriting • ne, did the bookkeeping and kept in the de pths of his heart firmly on the worship of these spirits b •. His wife was a neg ress from Loanda, very large and very loud. Three children rolled off the T, r o f its low house which resembled a shed, about in the sun. Makola, taciturn and u nergr, TALLY, despised the two Wei en. He was managing a small warehouse of mu d with a roof made of dried grass, and he pretended, over the vorrƒtigen glass b eads, cotton fabrics, red stemmed, cher, over the copper wire and other commerci al companies, ter to sorgfƒltig book f lead. Au the warehouse and he Makolas H , tte, there was only one big it Gebƒude on the cleared space of the establish ment. It was built neatly of reeds and had a veranda on all four sides. In it th ere were three Rƒume. The one in the middle of the living room with two rough he wn tables and some stools. The other two were of the Schlafrƒume wei en Mƒnner . Each had a bedstead and a mosquito net - that was the entire facility. The woo den floor was berstreut with the belongings of Wei s, open, half-empty boxes, clothes that you wore in the city, old boots, all dirty and everything torn or b roken, how anhƒufen such things mysterious to disorderly people. There was also a staging point at a distance of Gebƒude. It slept under a large en, planned f rom the strong cross-kilter, the man who had seen the beginning of everything he re; of the construction of this outpost of progress and had monitored. At home h e had been an unsuccessful painter, the quest for glory on an empty stomach had had enough and walked out through patronage of h • herer page there. He had been the first head of that office. Makola had witnessed how the tatkrƒftige K, Arti sts in the just finished house on the fever died, while with his' usual balance, or validity of geƒu ert: "I told you so." Then he lived for a time alone, Che rn and his family, his Kontob, and the B • sen spirit that dominates the Lƒnder equator under the .... He came with his God out very well. Perhaps he had voted gnƒdig by giving him more white f e Mƒnner, r demnƒchst promised to play. Well , anyway, the director of Gro en trading company, the foxes on a steamer, a ƒh nlich Sardinenb, with a 2 Flat out, arrived, found the front office in good condition and strength Makola as usual quietly and meaty . The director set up the cross at the grave lie t he first member and sat on the Kayerts a post. Carlier was appointed second in c harge. The director was a r, cksichtsloser, durchschlagskrƒftiger man who occasi onally, but very subtly, a grim sense of humor run wild lie . He held Kayerts C arlier and a speech in which he erlƒuterte them the promising prospects of their establishment. The trading post was removed nƒchste about three hundred miles. There was a similar occasion au ergew • f, r they distinguish themselves and e arn percentages in the trade. This appointment is a Beg, nstigung, f r Anfƒnger. Kayerts Trƒnen was from the kindness of the director leads almost eng. He said he w rde to do his best and try to justify the flattering confidence, etc., etc. Kayerts was in the Telegraph Administration was and saw itself correctly auszud r press. Carlier, a former cavalry sergeant in the army, whose protection was gu aranteed by various europƒische Mƒchte, was less impressed. If the commissions r eap lie s, the better, and by a sullen look, over the current, the Wƒlder and the impenetrable bush slip lie , which seemed to cut off the station from, Brig world, he muttered between Zƒhnen " We shall see very soon. "After the nƒchsten day, some bales of cotton fabrics and a few boxes food had been thrown on shore
, took off the sardine box of steamers, not fr, here as in six months to return. On deck, the director tapped his cap in the direction of two representatives;H , te stood waving on the shore, and addressing himself to an old servant of the company argued that the habit of accompanying him on his trips to headquarters, he said, "Look at these two heads of Schwachk •. The home control requirements m ust, verr be Something to send me such specimens. I told these guys, they should create a Gem, segart, and build new Lagerrƒume Zƒune and construct a landing sp ot. I bet that nothing is done about it! You will not know how she's going to do . I was always convinced, that the post is useless on this river, and the fit th ere exactly for this post! "" You are herausmausern are already there, "said the old stager with a quiet Lƒcheln. "Anyway, I'm let go of the nƒchsten six months ," said the Director-sharp. The two Mƒnner saw the steamer to, as he drove aroun d the bend, then they went, arm in arm up the shore slope, and returned to St na val base, to the, ck . They were only very short time in this vast, dark country and have always been the middle of other Wei He, suspended under the eye and the direction of their superiors. And now, dull the subtle influences, have to t heir environment, f, it is very hlten lonely when they were pl • without additio nal bottom, left and Tzung confronted with the wilderness, a wilderness, all the more strange and 3 seemed incomprehensible by the mysterious sight that offered her vigorous life. They were two v • llig unfƒhige insignificant and individuals whose existence wa s only through the high organization of civilized masses m • made possible. Few people are becoming aware that their lives, the very essence of their character, their Fƒhigkeiten and K, hnheit only the expression of their confidence in the safety of their environment. Courage, composure, confidence, Gef, chairs and def ines principles, each gro e and every insignificant thought go • not rt the in dividual, but the crowd, a crowd, the blind to the irresistible power of their i nstitutions and their moral defines principles to power their police and public opinion • believes. But the Ber, Channel with pure unmitigated savagery, with pr imitive nature and primitive man pl • additional and deep unease into the heart. For Gef, hl of solitude within it, genus, to a clear idea of the loneliness of their own thoughts and feelings - the disappearance of the familiar, the securit y features, joined the Bestƒtigung • ungew of similar, which is gefƒhrlich; an i dea of vague, uncontrollable and arises widerwƒrtigen things whose mean • Render intrusion excites the imagination and excites the civilized nerves of the fooli sh and the wise alike en. Kayerts and Carlier walked arm in arm, by ckten r cl ose to one another, as do children in the darkness, and they had the same thing, not entirely unpleasant Gef, hl is a threat that one half f, r an imagination h ƒlt. They talked incessantly in T • NEN familiar with each other. "Our station i s one of h, bschen place," said one. The other agreed to spread enthusiasm and t alkative about the Sch • nheiten the situation. Then they went over in the Nƒhe of the grave. "Poor devil!" Kayerts said. "He died of fever, right?" Muttered Ca rlier and stopped quickly. "Well," replied Kayerts entr, STET, "I'm • rt that th e guy has mercilessly exposed to the sun. The climate here, everybody says berha upt is not worse than at home, as long as you are heraushƒlt from the sun. H • R EN, Carlier? I am the boss, and my command is that you should definitely not exp osed to the sun! "He played himself jokingly as superior, but he was serious. Th e idea that he m, sse perhaps bury Carlier and solely for, ckbleiben , lie him shiver in his heart. sp He rte pl • useful, that this Carlier f, r him here, in the middle of Africa, was more precious than a brother somewhere else nnte be k •. Carlier went to the sense of Case one saluted, and replied militƒrisch afloa t: "Your commands are executed leads, Chef!" Then he burst into Gelƒchter, Kayer ts struck the press R, and cried: "We will make life here easy! Just sit around and collect the ivory that will bring these savages there. The country has since closing Lich its good side! "They both laughed loudly wƒhrend Carlier thought : The poor Kayerts he is so fat and looks unhealthy. Wƒre it terribly when I bur ied him here m, SSTE. He is a man whom I respect ... Even before she reached the
porch of her house called it another "dear friend". 4 The first day they were very active, factory developed around with Hƒmmern, Nƒge ln and red cotton cloth to apply and comfortable Vorhƒnge her house and make h, bsch;for they were determined to set up comfortably in her new life. A f, r it unl • SBar task. To see only the purely physical difficulties to effectively get a grip, it requires more relaxed and more joyful courage, when the person prese nts in general. No two beings wƒren f, r such a struggle have been less suitable . The company had taken up this two Mƒnner, not from Zartgef, hl, but because of their peculiar Bed, rfnisse, and had them each unabhƒngigen thoughts, every sel f-propelled, prohibited any deviation from the routine, and banned in death thre at. They could live only on the condition that it should be machines. And now, w hen they were released from it enclosures of concern from Mƒnnern with pens behi nd the ear or Mƒnnern with gold braid on the ... rmeln, they resembled those leb enslƒnglichen Hƒftlingen who know, after they were released after many years, no t, as they their freedom to use. They did not know how to use their Fƒhigkeiten as they could take both to tender due to the lack of † unabhƒngigen no idea. Aft er two months Kayerts often said: "If I did not f, r tƒte my Melie, w, du to oth erwise find me not there." Melie was his daughter. He had given up his post at t he Telegraph Administration, although there seventeen years perfectly gl , was G lad to now a dowry f, r to earn Mƒdchen. His wife was dead, and the child was ra ised by his sisters. He sorely missed the Stra en, the sidewalks, the cafes an d langjƒhrigen his friends, all of what he f days used to see r day, all the tho ughts that rise by familiar things - the m Helos,, unites nigen •, • einschlƒfer nden idea of a public employee, he missed all the Geschwƒtz, the small Gehƒssigk eiten, the mild poison and the joke in the Plenipotentiary, ros. "If I hƒtte had a anstƒndigen in-law," used to Carlier noted "a guy with heart, I wƒre not here ." He left the army and had, by his laziness and Unverschƒmtheit against his fam ily, made over so hated that a desperate brother-bermenschliche effort was made to get him a job as a secondary agent in the society. He was not a penny besa , he forced the f as a means of his r accept living as soon as he realized that h e could extort from his family any more. Kayerts Just as he longed for his old l ife for, ck. He longed for the clink of spurs on a Sƒbels and h, bschen afternoo n the jokes in the barrack rooms, the Mƒdels the Garnisonstƒdte, but in addition he also felt a grudge. He was obviously a man who was treated very badly. That made him sometimes moody. But the two Mƒnner arrived in the community of their s tupidity and laziness on very well together. Together they did nothing, absolute ly nothing, and enjoyed the Gef, hl of laziness, f, r which they were even paid. In time, they reached a sensation that a mutual affection ƒhnelte. 5 They lived like blind men in a huge room were only aware of what they were in Be r, Channel came (and only imperfectly), but unfƒhig to see the full appearance o f things. The river, the forest, the whole vast country with a vibrant life were like a big e emptiness. Even the bright sun contains, llte nothing recognizab le. Things appeared and disappeared before their eyes in an unconnected and aiml ess manner. The river seemed to come from nowhere and nowhere to fly en. It fl owed through a void. Out of this emptiness sometimes came boats, and f Mƒnner wi th spears in the Hƒnden, llten the courtyard of the establishment. They were nak ed, schwarzglƒnzend, geschm Something, with snow-white s shells and copper fla shing from perfect K • rperbau. They made a wild chattering Lƒrm when they spoke , moved in w, rdevolle Art and threw fast, wild glances out of their frightened, restless eyes. These warriors used in long rows, four or more consecutive, to s quat in front of the porch, wƒhrend Hƒuptlinge their teeth for hours with Makola a Elefantensto bargained. Kayerts Sat in his chair, looked down at the nego tiations and did not understand. He stared with his round blue eyes she cried an d Carlier, "There, look! Watch the guy in there - and the ƒndern there, left. Ha
ve you ever seen such a face? What f, r an odd beast! "Carlier, smoking a short wooden pipe tobacco domestic strutted up and down, twirling his mustache,, Over looks the warrior with hochm, tiger condescension, and said similar weight • "H, bsche animals. Leg placed? Yes? Is already time. Look at the muscles of the guy because of - the third last. Hƒtte do not want to get from a blow on the nose. Prƒchtige arms, but the legs from the knee abwƒrts are worth nothing. K • nnte n o cavalry to make of him. "And after he had looked down at his gefƒllig riders' legs, he always concluded with the words:" Shame! Stink but, hey, Makola! Blowin g out the herd, over a fetish! " (As a fetish was described in each station of t he storage room, perhaps because of the spirit of culture, he dwelt) "and give t hem something from the junk that you pick up there. I m • chte him rather than s ee full ivory full rags. "Kayerts agreed." Yes, yes, go and join in the palaver there dr, ben conclusion, Mr. Makola. When you are finished, I'll pass, dental t o the Sto weighed. We m, have to be careful. " Then he turned to his Gefƒhrten : "This is the tribe that lives down by the river, they smell pretty strong. I r emember that they already fr, her once were here. H • rst you the noise? What a person must participate in this dog country! I shatters the Schƒdel. "There were such visits are rarely eintrƒglichen. For days the two pioneers of trade and pr ogress, looked at their empty courtyard in the shimmering splendor of the vertic al sun. Below the high bank of the river flowed the quiet and steady glittering there. At the heart Sandbƒnken the current hippos and alligators sunned themselv es side by side. And in all directions 6 stretched immense Wƒlder that surrounded the insignificant, cleared patches of t he trading post, lay in the eloquent silence of mute Wƒlder Gr • e and hid the fateful entanglements of an unreal life. The two Mƒnner understood nothing, k, takes care of nothing but the passage of days it has to the R, ESC to return spl it of the steamer. Your Vorgƒnger had some torn B, left ago. They took these wre cks of novels on hand, and as they had previously never read anything like that, they were amazed and amused. Wƒhrend many days they had had their endless and d , mmliche Gesprƒche, about actions and persons. schl in the middle of Africa • t hey need to acquaintance of Richelieu and d'Artagnan, with Hawkeye and Father Go riot, and many others. All of these fictional characters have been the subject o f their Geschwƒtzes as if they live wƒren friends. They presented their virtues in question beargw • hnten their Beweggr, hands, schmƒlerten their successes, th ey were horrified about their falsity or in doubt about their courage. The repor ts about crimes erf llten them with Entr, Stung, wƒhrend zƒrtliche or passionate about deep sections they Companions. Carlier said rƒusperte and soldierly in to ne: "What f, r nonsense!" Kayerts whose round eyes were undermined by Trƒnen and his fat cheeks quivering, rubbed his bald head and erklƒrte: "This is a magnifi cent book. I had no idea that there are such clever fellows in the world. " They also found some old issues of a native newspaper. This press he rterte • what t hey gefƒllig named as "our colonial expansion", in pompous language. The newspap er wrote a lot about the rights and duties of civilization, about the Ven, lavis hly civilizing work, and it praised the merits of those who set out to bring lig ht, faith and trade in the dark places of the earth. Carlier and Kayerts read th is, were astonished and began to think better of themselves. Carlier said one ev ening, by 'umherschwenkte his hand: "In one hundred years, perhaps a town here. are quays, Lagerhƒuser, barracks, and - and billiard room. civilization, my boy, and virtue - and all that. And read the young lads that two tons, this grand gu ys Kayerts and Carlier, The first civilized Mƒnner were living exactly on this p lace! " Kayerts nodded: "Yes, it is a comfort to think of it." They seemed to fo rget her dead Vorgƒnger, but one day went out early Carlier and put the cross ba ck on firmly. "It has always brought me to squint when I walked by there, "he er klƒrte Kayerts at morning coffee. "I always rolled my eyes, as it stood so wrong . So I just put up there. And very firmly, that black • I re you! I'm with both Hƒnden gehƒngt on the transom. No movement. Oh have I done properly. "Sometimes she visited Gobila. Gobila was Hƒuptling the Nachbard • Villages. Grauhƒuptiger
He was a savage, thin and black, with a further en cloth around the loins and schƒbigen a panther, which he, over hung the R press.He came with his long stri des skelettd, rren legs up, and he swung a bar that was as long as himself, and after he had entered the common room of the post, he used the left of the A7 access to squat on the heels. There SA he , observed Kayerts and held and then a speech that the other does not understand. Without interrupting his Beschƒftig ung said Kayerts from time to time in a friendly way: "How are you, old G • tzen bild?" and they lƒchelten to each other. The two Wei s had pf an affection for this old, incomprehensible Speed • and Gobila father called it. Gobilas vƒterli ch kind was, in fact, and he seemed really all further m • s Mƒnner much to yo u gen it all seemed very young, u.umterscheidbar same (he au after the growth) , and he knew that they all Br, and the immortal were. The death of the K, nstle rs, the first en Wei, whom he knew nƒher, Ersch, scrolled not share this belie f, for he was firmly convinced, that the further e stranger his death had only vorgetƒuscht and had to be buried some mysterious purpose of its own, the study was to meaningless. Maybe that was his way of going home in his own country? an y case were the Br's, who, bertrug Gobila and his absurd affection on them. And this they replied to him in their own way. Carlier slapped him on the R, bridges , and stroked careless Z, ndh • Timbers from his amusement. Kayerts was always r eady to him Sect at the ammonia bottle, to let ffeln. In short, they behaved jus t like any other white Gesch e • pf, which had been hiding in a hole. Gobila l ooked at it carefully. Perhaps they were the same being as the other - or one of them it was. He could not decide this secret or ; aufklƒren but he was always v ery friendly. As a result of this friendship, the women came from Gobilas villag e every morning in the Gƒnsemarsch through the reeds and brought poultry, gel, s , e potatoes, palm wine and sometimes a goat. The partnership provides the ite ms never enough food, and the representatives ben • represented this • rtlichen Vorrƒte to life. it had by Gobilas good will and they lived it well. Now and the n one of them had a fever, and the other nursed him with gentle devotion. you th ought is not much. schwƒcher It made her, and her appearance deteriorated. Carli er was hohlƒugig and irritable. Kayerts showed an elongated, flabby face, over h is round belly, giving it a strange sight. But since they were constantly togeth er; they noticed the Verƒnderung not, the allmƒhlich in their ƒu eren appearan ce and also in its nature took place. F, five months passed in this way. Then, a s Kayerts and Carlier, one morning in her St, select on the porch lounging and a bout the imminent arrival of the steamer talked, came a troop of armed Mƒnner fr om the forest and r, before ckte to post. There were strangers in this part of t he country. They were great , slender, from neck to toe in classic style in blu e, fringed T, cher go, wore filled, and Z, ndflinten on the blo s right should er. Makola showed signs of excitement and ran out of the warehouse (where he spe nt every day) to meet these visitors. They came into the yard and looked around with eyes fixed and verƒchtlichen. Your F, Guide, a mƒchtiger, determined-lookin g negro with bloodshot eyes, stood before the porch and made a long speech. He g esticulated much, and h • • additional on rte very pl. 8 In his speech, in the T • NEN his long Sƒtze something that worried the two Wei s lay. It was like a memory of something not exactly familiar, and yet it ƒhne lte the speech of civilized men. It sounded like one of those unm • resembled la nguages that we sometimes hear in our Trƒumen. "What f, r gibberish is that?" Sa id the Rem, ffte Carlier. "At first I thought the guy wanted to talk Franz • Sax on. Anyway, it's a different kind of gibberish, than we ever go rt •." "Yes," re plied Kayerts. "Hey, Makola, what does he say? Where do they come from? Who are they?" But Makola, who seemed to stand on hot bricks en answered quickly: "I f urther do not . They come from very far. Perhaps she understands Mrs. Price. Pe rhaps there are bad people. "The Beg, Guide waited a while and then said a littl
e perch to Makola, whereupon the head sch ttelte. Then the man looked around, no ticed Makolas H, tte and went, calcd Right after h • Mrs. Makola rte to speak wi th a large en verbiage. The other strangers - there were six - walked unbek, m mert around, poking their heads through the K • T, r of the store room, surround ed the grave,verstƒndig showed on the cross and behaved as a whole as at home. "The boys do not like me - and I'll tell you Kayerts, the need to m, by K, its c oast, then they have firearms," observed the sagacious Carlier. Kayerts also did not like these guys. Both of them were for the first time aware that they were living under conditions where the ungew • Similar gefƒhrlich may be, and that th ere is no power on earth au outside by themselves, gave the similar between th em and the ungew • stand. you f hlten uneasiness, went into and loaded their rev olvers. Kayerts said: "We m, Makola have to command them to tell them that they should disappear from the darkness." The stranger took off in the afternoon, aft er eating a meal, which Mrs. Makola f, r it had been prepared. The large woman w as excited and talked a lot with the visitors. They chattered in shrill NEN T •, pointing here and there on the Wƒlder and river. Makola Sat off and watched. At times he stood up and fl Sterte, one on his wife. He accompanied the stranger s over the ravine behind the Stationsgelƒnde and returned slowly with very thoug htful countenance, ck. Questioned by the Wei en, he was behaving very strangel y, did not seem to understand, seemed to be Franz • Saxon seemed to have forgott en - to have forgotten how to speak berhaupt. Kayerts and Carlier agreed that th e nigger had had too much palm wine. They are talked about, keep watch alternate ly, but in the evening everything seemed so quiet and peaceful, that, like, lay down to sleep bleached. All night they were rfern krƒftigem of drums from the D • • rt died. A deep, rapid roles in the Nƒhe always followed one another from a distance - then everything fell silent. Soon rattled short calls here and there, then all mixed together, grew to have been sustained krƒftig and spread themsel ves, ber from the woods, rolled through the night, unbroken9 political and unaufh • agritourism, near and far, as wƒre the country sent a sin gle huge drum, which steadily HNEN a Dr • the sky. And through the deep and powe rful Lƒrm pl • also have a one yells, the singing scraps was ƒhnlich from an ins ane asylum, have to the shrill and high in measures • nende St • s Barge • the high race across over the earth and all the peace among the stars seemed to dri ve. Carlier and Kayerts slept badly. They both said that the night firing wƒhren d Sch, go to have sse rt • - but they could not agree as to the direction. In th e morning Makola was broken somewhere. He arrived at noon to approach with one o f the strangers from the day before to, and avoided all attempts Kayerts ck off 'on him, was apparently deaf. Kayerts was amazed. Carlier, who had been fishing on the bank came to, ck and remarked, as he pointed his catch: "The niggers are, it seems, in great excitement, I chte m • know what's going on. I f ungefƒhr, F ifteen boats Berque the river, seen in the two hours that I've caught. "Kayerts asked anxiously:" Is not this Makola very strange today? " Carlier advised, "Kee p all our Mƒnner together f, r the event that it is ... rger." 10 II Ten Mƒnner were ckgelassen by the director on duty for. These guys had the tradi ng company f, r hired six months (- they had no idea of one month in particular and, berhaupt only a very weak notion of time -) and the cause of progress they had already served over two years. Since they Gardens to a tribe from a very rem ote part of the land of darkness and sorrow • go, they ran away, for they took n at on agritourism, that as wandering strangers RDEN killed by the inhabitants of the country w; this they were right. They lived in Strohh, tten on the slope of a ravine, with the reeds was berwachsen, naval base just behind the Gebƒuden of St,. They were not gl, Glad, because they missed the Festgesƒnge, the magic, th e human sacrifice of their country, where they had their parents, Br, the, siste
rs, admired Hƒuptlinge, revered magicians, loved friends and other ties that are generally considered the human subject. Au addition they were not handed out by the company zutrƒglich rice rations, as the country was unknown to her a food to which they could not HNEN • weight. Consequently, they were krƒnklich and f hlten, miserable. Wƒren she was from another tribe, they hƒtten is determined to die - for nothing is easier f, r some of Wilde, as a suicide ver, ben - and so unverstƒndlichen the difficulties of existence escape. But as she gardens a warl ike tribe with pointed Zƒhnen go •,they had lived more cutting and more dull in sickness and sorrow. They worked very little and had lost their great style K • rperbau. Kayerts Carlier and doctoring meaty ig around them, can not bring them back in good condition at k •. They were inspected every morning and f, r r eassigned different duties - mƒhen grass, build Zƒune, Bƒume fƒllen etc., etc., all work, exemplary in ensuring effective, Channel no power on earth could induc e. Both Wei s had practically very little control over them. In the afternoon Makola came here, over to the big house and met Kayerts s, as he saw three hea vy Rauchsƒulen rise, over the Wƒldern. "What is it?" Asked Kayerts. "Some D • Vi llages burn," answered Makola, who had apparently regained his sanity. He said a dditional pl • "We have very little ivory trade bad f, r six months. M • You wan t a little more ivory? "" Yes, "Kayerts said eagerly. He thought of the percent who were low. "This Mƒnner who came yesterday are Hƒndler of Loanda, which have more ivory than they can carry home k •. Should I buy? I know their stock. "" Ce rtainly, "said Kayerts. "What f, r Hƒndler they are?" "Poor fellows," said Makol a balance, finally. "They kƒmpfen with people and catch women and children. They are bad people, and have guns. Since large e is unrest in the country. Do you want ivory? " 11 "Yes," said Kayerts. Makola said nothing for a while. Then: "Our workers are • b erhaupt not good," he murmured and looked around. "Station in very poor conditio n, Sir. Director will complain. Better to obtain h • bschen pile ivory. Then he said nothing. "" I can not help it, the M, men do not want to work, "said Kayert s. "When will you get that ivory?" "Very soon," said Makola. "Maybe tonight. • b erlassen you to me and stay inside, sir. I think you had better be some palm win e to our people, to today to arrange an evening dance. • Sieren is on. Morning w ork better. We have a lot of palm wine - grown a little sour. "Kayerts said yes, and Makola was eigenh, constantly groƒe K • r • rbisflaschen before the T tte i ts H •. There they stood until the evening, and Mrs. Makola looked into in any . M, men they received at sunset. As Kayerts and Carlier went to bed, a groƒes bo nfire flickered in front of the H • tten of people. You h rten "their cries and drums. Some M, men from Gobilas village, had the workers connected to the establ ishment, and the conversation was a groƒer success. Carlier middle of the night woke pl "additional to, and h rte" a man shouting loudly, and then a shot was fi red. Only one. Carlier ran out and met Kayerts on the porch. They were both ther e rzt. • • When she went over the yard to call Makola, they saw shadows flit thr ough the night. One of them called out: schieƒen "Not. It's me, Price." Then Mak ola appeared in their N, he. "Go for • ck, ck • go to, please," dr, he Suspended , "you destroy everything." "There are strangers in the N, eh," said Carlier. "T hat does not matter, I weiƒ," said Makola. Then he Sterte fl • "All right. Bring ivory. Do not say anything. I understand my Speed, ft. "The two walked reluctan tly into the house to Weiƒen • ck could, but no longer sleep. You h" steps Garde ns, Fl • stern, St HNEN. Many M, men seemed to come in, heavy things on the to t hrow soil, l, to babble for prolonged time and then go again. The two were on th eir hard beds and thought: "This is unsch Makola, tzbar." On the morning Carlier came out very schl, frig and pulled the cord of groƒen bell. The workers came t o the station every morning at the sound of the bell. This morning one came. G K ayerts appeared also to hnend. On the other side of the yard they saw Makola com e out of his tte H • a • Zinn keys with soapy water in hand. Makola, a civilized nigger was very cleanly in his uƒeren .... He sch • the soap ttete sent • about a poor little yellow K "ter, which he considered himself, then he turned his fa
ce to the House of Representative and shouted from a distance," All M, men last night disappeared! "They h rten 'it well, but in their † surprisingly they both cried out simultaneously yelling, "What!" Then she stared at each other. "As we are now properly put in a bind," growled Carlier. "It is incredible," muttered K ayerts. "I go to H • tten and look after," said Carlier, and walked away. As Mak ola coming up, he found Kayerts alone. 12 "I can hardly believe it," Kayerts said tearfully. "We gek • mmert them, as w, t hey have been reindeer our children."" You are ste gone with the people of the K • "explain, Makola hardness after a short Z" happy. "What I care about it, with whom they went - the ungrateful savages" exclaimed the other. Then he had pl "a dditional suspicion, and as he looked sharp Makola, f • gte he added:" What you know is • ber? " Makola shrugged and looked at the floor. "What I weiƒ? I just m ean. Will you come and visit the ivory, which I have there? It is a h • bsche cr owd. As much as you have never seen. "He went to the warehouse. Kayerts followed him mechanically, he was still thinking of the incredible desertion of the M, m en. On the ground in front of the six were Fetischt • r pr, this grand Stoƒz, hn e." What have They lent daf • r "asked Kayerts after he had examined the amount of satisfaction. "No weight" Similar trading, "said Makola." They brought the iv ory and • it down to me. I told them they should take what they nschten in the s tation most w •. It is a beautiful "a lot. No such item can Stoƒz, have teeth. T his H, dealer wanted urgently Tr, ger, and our people here were good for nothing . No trade, no entry in B • cher; everything correctly. " Kayerts bursting befor e Entr • pation. "This is the H" hey! "He exclaimed." The heiƒt well, you have o ur people f • r the Stoƒz, hne sold! " • unger Makola stood there and still lead s. "I - I - - I" stammered Kayerts. "You devil!" He yelled. "I have you f • r an d the trading company did the best," said Makola unimpressed. "Why scream so lou d you can check this Stoƒzahn." "I dismiss you! I'll report you - I will Stoƒz, look no teeth. I forbid you to lead Anzur •. I order you to throw them into the stream. You - "" You very red, Mr. Kayerts. If you are so irritable in the sun, you will get fever and die - as the first boss, explain, rte Makola emphatically . They stood motionless, stared at each other strongly, as if they looked hard a t enormous distances. Kayerts shivered. Makola had meant no more than he had sai d, but his words seemed Kayerts • erf llt of ominous threat. He turned quickly a nd walked away from the house. Makola came in the Schoƒ his family for • ck, and the front of the warehouse are serene Stoƒz, teeth looked very powerful and val uable in the sunlight. Carlier came to • ck on the porch. "They are all gone, no ?" Kayerts asked from the other end of the joint space with steamed, mpfter voic e. "They have not met?" "Oh, yes," said Carlier, "I have found one of Gobilas pe ople lying dead in front of the H • tten - K" pierced body. We have rt this shot last night, go "." 13 Kayerts ran out quickly. He found his Gefƒhrten how he, over the yard zƒhne out grimly to the Sto stared at the camp. Both Sat s it for a while in silence t here. Then Kayerts reported on his Gesprƒch with Makola. Carlier said nothing. A t noon a en them very little. All day they changed hardly a word. A great sile nce seemed it difficult to weigh about the establishment and compress her lips . Makola • Further guest amenities the camp not, he spent the day playing with h is children. He was lying on a mat in front of his T r,, and the kids Sat s on his chest and climbed over him. It was a r, related image. Mrs. Makola was like , beschƒftigt bleached all day cooking. The two Wei s en in the evening a li ttle more. Carlier walked out smoking a pipe, over to the store, he stood long a t the Sto zƒhnen tapped, one or two at the Fu , even tried the gr • schmƒle ren States to lift at the end. Then he went to his boss to, ck, which is not ger from the porch, had leads, threw himself into the chair and said: "I am all cle ar! People have died on it, abbreviate it wƒhrend slept deeply, after drinking t
he many palm wine, the Makola has given them with your permission. A setup! Do y ou understand? The worst thing is that a few of Gobilas Mƒnnern there were, no d oubt, were dragged away. The least drunk woke up and was f, r its N shot chternh eit. This is a strange country. What do you do now? "" We can k • is nat, not Na tural anr, lead, "said Kayerts. "Nat, not Natural," agreed Carlier. "Slavery is a terrible thing," stammered Kayerts uncertain. "F, rchterlich - this suffering, " grunted Carlier with conviction †. They believed in their words. Everyone show s respect and deference from certain remarks which he and his friends ƒu ern. But know about Gef, chairs, people in reality nothing. We speak entr, always, or excited, and we talk about suppression, reduction, cruelty, crime,Dedication, sacrifice, virtue, and we know nothing real, out over the words. No one further , which means suffering or hardship - except perhaps the victims of the mysteri ous meaning of these representations. On the morning they saw Makola nƒchsten in the yard very geschƒftig up the large scale for weighing the e ivory. Bedƒcht ig Carlier said: "What did the dirty scoundrel up to?" And walked out. Kayerts f ollowed. They stood and watched. Makola, they paid no attention. When the scales were in balance, he tried a teeth Sto to lift the cup , but this was too heav y. He looked on helplessly without a word, and one minute they surrounded this s cale so silent and still as three statues. Suddenly Carlier said: "Always put th e other end, Makola, you beast!" and together they swung up the tooth. Kayerts t rembling in every limb. He murmured: "I have to say it!" And reaching into his p ocket, he found in it a dirty St, ck of paper and a pencil stub. He turned the o ther hand, the R,, press as if he wanted to do something cunning, and recorded s urreptitiously the specific weight, which he called out to Carlier with unn • ti ger Lautstƒrke. After everything was over, fl, Makola Sterte to himself: "The 14 Sun is very heiƒ here f • r the ivory. "Carlier said l, ssig to Kayerts:" I mean , boss, I k nnte "him just as well be on hand at the warehouse Hineinschaffen." When she to the house for • ckgingen, Kayerts remarked with a sigh: "It had to b e done." And Carlier said: "It is regrettable, but since the M, M men, men of so ciety were, the Ivory Ivory society. We need to mmern about us • m • k. " "I'll reimburse nat • Natural notification to the Director," said Kayerts. "Nat Natura l • to decide, and he" agreed Carlier. At lunch they aƒen hearty. Kayerts sighed from time to time. Whenever they name Makolas erw, hnten, they flash, always wi th him a dirty word. That quieted her conscience. Makola approved a half-holiday , and bathed his children in flux. No one from rfern Gobilas D "was on that day in the north, he of the station. No one came on n, or chsten • bern, chsten day, nor the whole week. One h tte, k can think "that Gobilas people dead and buried w, ren, so lacked any sign of life from them. But they mourned only by those th ey had lost by the witchcraft of Weiƒen, the b 's people had brought into their country. The b "sen M, men were gone, 'but the fear remained. There remains a fe ar. Man can destroy everything in himself, love and hate, and faith, and even do ubt, but as long as he clings to life, he can not destroy the fear ren ", the fi ne, unzerst" travel audible, terrible anxiety that permeates his being, his thin king f rbt, lurks in his heart, keeps on his lips the struggle of the last breat h. Out of fear brought the gentle old Gobila all B "sen spirits which had taken possession of his weiƒen friends, new people sacrifice. His heart was heavy. Som e warriors spoke of the burning and killing, but the cautious old savage talked it out of them. Who could have foreseen the harm that these mysterious Speed hea ds "when they RDEN irritated w •, could bring? You should leave her alone. Maybe they w • RDEN over time disappear into the earth, like the first was gone. His men had to stay away from them and hope for the best. Kayerts Carlier and did no t disappear, but remained on this earth, which, it seemed to them, somehow gr "a nd become very ƒer was empty. It was not perfect and dull ‡ DNIS of the post, wh at they most ckte Bedr •, but the unspoken • Gef hl, that something had gone ins ide them, something that worked f • r their safety and had held the wilderness l ike this on their hearts st "during influence. The images of the homeland, the m emory of people of their kind, to M, men who thought and f • hlten as they thems
elves think and feel at 201 • f were used to liquefaction • issuers of cards in distances, by the cloudless Gleiƒen sunlight were indistinct. And from the silen ce of the surrounding wilderness groƒen seemed the hopelessness and savagery n a lways press them to her heranzur •, hold them gently to look down on them and th ey fill in an irresistible, familiar, nauseating anxiety einzuh •. The days stre tched into weeks, then months. Gobilas M, men drummed and shouted at each new mo on, as ever, but they kept their distance from the station. Makola Carlier and t ried again from a boat, the adjustment to resume announcement, but they were of a Ha15 received gel of arrows and had to flee for their dear life's sake to the station .This attempt to put the area and flussaufwƒrts abwƒrts in an uproar that was h eard for days very clearly. The steamer verspƒtete itself. First, they spoke bol dly of the • delay storage, then ƒngstlich, modified d, ster. The matter began t o be serious. The Vorrƒte came to an end. Carlier cast his line from the shore, but f the river hrte, little water and the fish swam in the determination outdoo rs Str • en. The two did not dare to move away to hunt too far from the statio n. Au addition was no game in the impenetrable forest. Once shot a hippo in th e river Carlier. But they had no boat to haul, so it sank. When it reappeared, i t drove away, and Gobilas Mƒnner bemƒchtigten to the carcass. It was an opportun ity f, r one of joy, but Carlier suffered a tantrum and said that there was n • TIG, all the niggers to eradicate before the country can be made habitable nnte k •. Kayerts still hung around and spent hours trying to stare at the picture of his Melie. It showed a small Mƒdchen with long blond Z • pfen and a rather m, r rischen face. Kayerts' legs were swollen, he could scarcely walk. Carlier, fever geschwƒcht could strut no more, but staggered around, but still with a bold att itude, as it is f, r befitted a man, who remembers his dashing regiment. He had become hoarse, sarcastic, and inclined to say unpleasant things. He called it "T o be quite frank." They had long been their percentages calculated in the trade, einschlie Lich of the last of proportion "by those schƒndlichen Makola. They had also decided to constitute nothing to say about. Kayerts z • Whip first - he f rchtete, the director. "He has seen worse things that were shot by implicatio n," Carlier claimed with a hoarse laugh. "Trust him! He will thank you not when you talking about. He is no better than you or me. Who should speak, if we shut up? "There is no one there." That was the root of the † bels! No one was there, and since they were left in their Schwƒche alone, they were a duo of accomplices tƒglich more than a couple true friends. For eight months she had nothing to go from home • rt. Every night they said: "Tomorrow we see the steamer." But one o f the steamers of the company had grown a wreck, and the other was the Executive Director beschƒftigt to mmern the distant and important stations on the main ri ver to k,. He thought that waiting useless station and the useless Mƒnner could. Meanwhile lived Kayerts and Carlier of saltless boiled rice and cursed the soci ety, the whole of Africa and the day of its birth. You have to have lived on suc h food, in order to understand what f , r, a terrible plague, it may be, the foo d hinunterw rgen to m, have to. buchstƒblich There was nothing left in the offic e he au rice and coffee, she drank the coffee without sugar. The last f, W Fif teen had cubes Kayerts solemnly locked in his box, along with half a bottle of c ognac, f, r the case of the disease, "as he erklƒrte. Carlier was of the same op inion. "If you're sick," he said, "cheers on every such a small extra." 16 They waited. † lush grass, began over the yard to Sprie en. The bell never lƒu tete now. The days went by, still, trƒge anger and irritation. When the two spok e, they snarled w, tend, and their silence was bitter, as if the bitterness of t heir thoughts get • let nt. One day, after they had eaten lunch cooked rice, pre sented Carlier from his coffee cup without having to have tasted, and said, "Dam n it! Let us drink for once anstƒndige a cup of coffee. R, ck out that sugar, Ka
yerts! "" Go f • rt, r sick, "murmured Kayerts, without looking up. "F, r ill," according to him ƒffte Carlier. "Rubbish!... So, I'm sick." "You are not krƒnker than I, and I shall not," said Kayerts in a peaceful tone. "Come on, out with t he sugar, you stingy old Sklavenhƒndler." Kayerts looked up quickly. Carlier lƒc helte with marked Unverschƒmtheit. And it seemed pl • additional Kayerts, as he had seen the man before. Who was he? He knew nothing of him. What he was fƒhig? A, surprising flash of violent emotion flashed in him, as wƒre because suddenly something undreamt, Gefƒhrliches and Final, finally. But he succeeded in ren wit h composure to ƒu "This joke shows very bad taste. Repeat him. "" Joke! " "sai d Carlier, who leaned forward in his seat. "I'm hungry - I'm sick - I'm not kidd ing! I hate hypocrites. You are a hypocrite. You are a Sklavenhƒndler. I am a Sk lavenhƒndler. There is nothing else than Sklavenhƒndler in this cursed country. Today I will certainly sugar in my coffee "" I forbid you to speak to me in that tone, "said Kayerts with clear signs of determination. "You! - What screaming? "Carlier, jumping up. Kayerts also stood up." I'm your boss, and he began bem, e levated himself to master the trembling of his voice. "What?" cried the other. " Who's the Boss? There's no boss. There's nothing here: Here's just you and me. F etch the sugar - you fat idiot! "" Shut your mouth. Get out of this room, "shout ed Kayerts. "I release you - you scoundrel!" Carlier swung a stool. Pl • All add itional gefƒhrlich he was serious. "You loose, have-nothing civilian - as you!" he howled. Kayerts ducked under the table, and the stool struck the grass wall o f the room. As Carlier then tried to tip over the table, st, vorwƒrts rmte Kayer ts desperately blind, with bowed head like a swine driven into a corner, threw a friend, over the pile and ran along the porch in his room. He locked the T, r, pulled his gun on himself and stood there panting. After k shortest time came w Carlier, tend to the T, r and cried: "If you do not herausgibst the sugar, publi shed I want you, as soon as I see you like a dog. So - one - two - three. You will not? I'll show you who is the master here. "Kayerts thought the T, will bre ak r and zwƒngte through the square hole that served as his bedroom window. Now, lay the whole width of the house between them. But the other was apparently not strong 17 enough to break the T, r, and h • Kayerts rte him run around the house. As he be gan to run, m, hsam swollen with his legs. He ran as fast as he could, kept the revolver clutched, yet to understand unfƒhig what happened to him. He saw in suc cession Makolas house, storage shed, the river, the gorge, the low B, tion, and he saw it all again when he ran the second time around the house. Then it flashe d past him again. In the morning he still hƒtte no feet ... no one can go chzen k •. And now he ran. He ran fast enough to stay out of sight of the ƒndern. When he was weak and desperate thought: "Before I finish the nƒchste round, I'm goin g to die," he h • rte, like the other stumbled and was difficult to stand. He st opped. He was behind the house, Carlier on the front as before. He rte h • how t he other dropped cursing in a chair, and pl • additional and his legs gave way a nd with the R press against the wall, he slid down into a sitting posture. His m outh was dry as tinder , his face wet before welding and Trƒnen. To what turne d the whole thing? "He thought it m, SSTE be a terrible imagination, and he thou ght he trƒumte he thought he verr, Cruise Control w rde! After a time he regaine d his senses to, ck. What they were arguing? † ber that sugar! How senseless! He w, rde give it to him - he wanted him not even himself. And he began to interna l feuds and Sample f, all at once secure. But before he had sat up properly, it penetrated a † superiority of common sense and st him doctors back in despair. H e thought: If I give in this beast from a soldier, he will begin this terror aga in tomorrow - and, day after tomorrow - every day - others claimed, che charge, trample on me, quƒlen me, make me his slave - and I'm lost! lost! The steamer wi ll probably not come for days - maybe never. He trembled so that he back on the ground set m, SSTE. He shuddered in despair. He rte sp, that he could not move a nd not wanted. He was v • llig stunned by the additional pl • Recognizing that h is situation was hopeless - that life and death at once alike s had become dif
ficult and terrible. Suddenly he h • rte as the other to his chair, and jumped w ith ckstie g • ter facility at its R, e listened. He and was confused. Had to walk again! Left or right? He h • rte steps. He st, doctors left, holding th e revolver clutched, and just at that moment, it seemed to him, they cried viole ntly stie en together. Both Surprised to. A loud bang was heard between them, a red flame on beat, then a thick smoke; Kayerts st rzte, betƒubt and blinded to the back, he thought, "I'm hit all over. He expected that the other kƒme around the corner - to gloat at its death throes. He held on to a post which carried t he roof down - "Everything is over!". Then he h • rte one case crashing on the o ther side of the house, as if someone rperlƒnge full-K •, died over a chair, rzt wƒre - then silence. Nothing happened more. He did not die.Only his shoulder S ample f, in itself, as if they wƒre badly dislocated, and he was18 NEN revolver lost. He was disarmed and helpless! He waited for his fate. The oth er made no Gerƒusch. This was a stratagem. He probably stalked on now! On which side? Perhaps he aimed even at this moment? After a few moments of terrible fear of death and t • judge he decided to meet his Verhƒngnis. He was ready to surre nder unconditionally. He walked around the corner, where he tzte with one hand o n the wall st, made some steps and was almost ohnmƒchtig. He had seen a couple o n the floor to the top twisted F, e, the projected out behind the other corner . Two further e, nude F, e, in red slippers. He f Sample, is terminally ill, and was for a time in v • lliger ambiguity. Then Makola appeared before him and said quietly: "Come, Mr. Kayerts. He's dead, "He broke in Trƒnen out of gratitu de, in a loud, sobbing tears. After a while he realized that he was in a chair, and Sat Carlier considered that lay stretched out on the press R,. Makola was kneeling in front of the K • body. "Is that your gun?" asked Makola, wƒhrend he got up. "Yes," said Kayerts, then he added, quickly, "he ran after me, around me seemed to en - you saw it!" "Yes, I've seen," said Makola. "There is only one revolver. Where is his?" "I do not Wei", fl, pl • Sterte Kayerts with additio nal very weak voice. "I'll go look for him," said the other kindly. He made a ro und along the verandah, still wƒhrend Kayerts dasa and looked at the corpse. M akola came back empty to Hƒnden, ck, was sunk in deep thought, then stepped quie tly into the room of the dead and immediately came back out with a revolver whic h he held up before Kayerts. This closed his eyes. It was all before him. He fou nd his life terrible and difficult than death. He shot an unarmed man hard. Afte r Makola had been thinking for a while, "he said softly, pointing to the dead, w ho lay with shattered right eye:" He died of fever. "Kayerts stared at him petri fied." Yes, "repeated Makola thoughtful, he wƒhrend, ber the body rose, "I think he died of fever. Bury him tomorrow. "And he walked slowly to his pregnant wife . The two Wei s he lie alone on the porch. The night was falling, Kayerts Sa t motionless in his chair. He Sat as calmly as he hƒtte a dose of opium take n. The violence of the excitement through which he had left, said a vessel, show s St. Ersch • knotted serenity. At a brief afternoon, he had plumbed the depths of horror and despair, and now he was calm in the conviction † that life no more secrets f, r it was, nor death! He Sat next to the body and thought, thought for a very brisk. There were new ideas. He seemed torn v • llig of themselves to have. His old thoughts, † conviction, likes and dislikes, things he geschƒtzt, and things that he detested, were now 19 modified in their true light! They proved to be contemptible and childish, false and lƒcherlich. He tzte erg • at his new wisdom, he had wƒhrend Tet next to the man Sat he • get. He argued with himself, about everything in this world with that twisted clarity, which can be observed in some mentally ill. Beilƒufig he berlegte that the dead guy was there already been a Schƒdling; that people tƒgli ch died in their thousands, perhaps hundreds of thousands of 201 - who could tel l? - And that could make this possible number of death of an individual unm • a
difference, no significance could have at least f, r, a thinking being. He, Kaye rts was a thinking being. He had his whole life, until that moment, a lot of non sense to believe as that brige humanity - made up of fools, but now he thought! Now he knew about it! He had peace, and he was familiar with the h • chsten wisd om! Then he tried to present himself as dead, and Carlier that hung in his chair , Sat watching him, and his Bem, had such an unexpected success that he shortl y, berhaupt no longer knew who was dead and who was alive. However, these au erg ew • Similar performance of his fancy startled him, and through a clever and t imely effort of mind he saved himself just in front, becoming Carlier. His heart hƒmmerte, and the thought of the danger he was about and, hey ber. Carlier! W hat f, r a disgusting thing! To his Ersch, scrolled nerves - it was a miracle? To calm down, he tried to whistle a little. Then he fell asleep at once, or tho ught he had slept;But in any case it was as foggy, and somebody had whistled in the fog. He stood up. It was daylight and thick mist had descended on the count ry: a penetrating, UNIT, misery, silent haze of the morning mist of tropical are as, and the mist that clings and t • reasonable; the further e, t • dliche, fl awless and toxic fog. He got up, saw the dead body, threw his arms in the H • an d he cried like a man waking from a trance and finds himself f, r always locked in a vault. "Help!. . . My God! "An inhuman, trembling screech pierced pl • addi tional like a sharp arrow the white s veil of this sad country. Three short, i mpatient, shrill screams followed, and then wƒlzten a time the mist undisturbed rt • by f rchterliche silence. Then torn many more swift and piercing screams as the one yelling angry, unforgiving nature of the air. The progress called from the river after Kayerts. The progress of civilization and all the virtues. The s ociety called for the of her self-designed child, there are m • ge to be taken i nto care, to be directed rightly, judged and sentenced, they called him, ckzukom men this waste pile to, from which he digressed to be that justice ge bt, k • nn e. Kayerts h • rte and understand. He staggered out of the porch and lie the o ther man for the first time since she had been thrown together here, alone. He f elt his way through the fog and shouted in his ignorance to the un20 visible sky up, he m • ge make his deed undone. Makola flitted by in the fog and shouted: "steamer! Steamer! K • You can not see. You whistle to our station. I run to lƒuten the bell. Go down to the landing, Sir. I lƒute. "He disappeared. K ayerts stood still. He looked at the H • hey, the fog billowed, about him. He lo oked around like a man who has lost his way and he saw a dark spot on the cruise • shaped pure , billowing fog. Wƒhrend he lostaumelte out lƒutete the station b ell with wild Dr • HNEN its answer to the impatient howl of the steamer. The Chi ef Director, Gro en civilizing Gesellschaft9 (as we know it follows the civili zation of the trade on the Fu e ) went to the first country to beat the steame r at once from the point of view. The fog on the river bottom was au erordentl ich dense; up at the station, the bell lƒutete nonstop and metallic. The Directo r shouted loudly to the steamer: "There is nobody down here, to meet us, maybe s omething is not right, even though they lƒuten. You should rather come to, " He climbed m, hsam the steep bank. The Kapitƒn and the engineer of the ship followe d. Wƒhrend they climbed up, the fog lifted and they saw the director a good St, ahead ck. Pl • additional vorwƒrts he made a set and called them over to the sho ulder: "Run! Walk to the house! I have a gerund from them. Walk, search for the ƒndern "He had found one of them: and even he, a man of varied and startling exp erience, was stunned einigerma s due to the nature of his find. He stood and f umbled in his pockets (for a knife) wƒhrend he looked at Kayerts that hung on a leather strap on the cross. He was obviously on the high, narrow Grabher, climbe d gel had gekn the end of the strap to the crossbar, pft and then hinausgeschwun gen. His toes were only a few inches above the ground, his arms hung stiffly dow n, and he seemed to stand in rigid attention, but a purple cheek playfully stood on his shoulder. And he stretched his irreverent Executive Director of the swol len tongue out.
The End Joseph Conrad (1857-1924); An Outpost of Progress (1898)
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