the heart of darkness pdf

The heavy pole had skinned his poor nose.
The manager himself was there.Rivets had rolled into the grove of death.He stood there for a moment in the moonlight with his delicate hooked nose set a little askew, and his mica eyes glittering without a wink, then, with a curt Good-night, he strode off.There was yet a visit to the doctor.Near the same tree two more bundles of acute angles sat with their legs drawn.




Fine lot these government chapsare they not?We zapper one wicked cricket game got into talk, and by and by we strolled away from the hissing ruins.But the ships wouldnt even look.I had no difficulty in finding the Companys offices.This one was almost featureless, as if still in the making, with an aspect of monotonous grimness.What redeems it is the idea only.If you as much as smiled, he wouldthough a man of sixty offer to fight you.Ive had to resist and to attack sometimesthats only one way of resisting without counting the exact cost, according to the demands of such sort of life as I had blundered into.Brought from all the recesses of the coast in all the legality of time contracts, lost in uncongenial surroundings, fed on unfamiliar food, they sickened, became inefficient, and were then allowed to crawl away and rest.However, I wasnt going into any of these.
We live in the flickermay it last as long as the old earth keeps rolling!
It makes me miserable and sick, like biting something rotten would.