1 well, we won't talk about that.
2 I gave my name, and looked about.
3 No use telling you much about that.
4 She seemed to know all about them and about me too.
5 A lot of people, mostly black and naked, moved about like ants.
6 Watching a coast as it slips by the ship is like thinking about an enigma.
7 Other places were scattered about the Equator, and in every sort of latitude all over the two hemispheres.
8 Afterwards nobody seemed to trouble much about Fresleven's remains, till I got out and stepped into his shoes.
9 He had just the faintest blush, and said modestly, 'I've been teaching one of the native women about the station.'
10 She talked about 'weaning those ignorant millions from their horrid ways,' till, upon my word, she made me quite uncomfortable.
11 Did it very well, too, no doubt, and without thinking much about it either, except afterwards to brag of what he had gone through in his time, perhaps.
12 In about forty-five seconds I found myself again in the waiting-room with the compassionate secretary, who, full of desolation and sympathy, made me sign some document.
13 There had been a lot of such rot let loose in print and talk just about that time, and the excellent woman, living right in the rush of all that humbug, got carried off her feet.
14 It was only months and months afterwards, when I made the attempt to recover what was left of the body, that I heard the original quarrel arose from a misunderstanding about some hens.
15 The best way I can explain it to you is by saying that, for a second or two, I felt as though, instead of going to the center of a continent, I were about to set off for the center of the earth.
16 And at last, in its curved and imperceptible fall, the sun sank low, and from glowing white changed to a dull red without rays and without heat, as if about to go out suddenly, stricken to death by the touch of that gloom brooding over a crowd of men.
17 One, with his chin propped on his knees, stared at nothing, in an intolerable and appalling manner: his brother phantom rested its forehead, as if overcome with a great weariness; and all about others were scattered in every pose of contorted collapse, as in some picture of a massacre or a pestilence.
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