PART I: Chapter 1

These, then are the legendary inhabitants…

Chapter 2

He had to lower these gentlemen at the end of a rope…

Chapter 3

In a pause of stillness…

Chapter 4

It was pain; she suppressed the twinge.

Linda pouted, advancing her red lips…

The spirit of self-forgetfulness, the simple devotion…

Chapter 5

What concerned him most at the time…

Sir John arrived too late to hear the magnificent…

Chapter 6

She was always sorry for homesick people.

'My dear, you seem to forget that I was born here.'

And for many years this was the last of the San Tome mine.

For a moment, biting her carmine lip…

He thought of it every day…

She was the first person to whom…

They turned back, and after she had slipped…

The latest phase in the history of the mine…

A fringed Indian hammock from Aroa…

'A man must work to some end,'…

These two young people remembered the life…

'The Costaguana Government shall play its hand… '

Thus the great personage had spoken…

They had stopped near the cage.

Chapter 7

She bore a whole two months of wandering…

He took up a paper fan and began to cool himself…

Chapter 8

Thus professionally spoke Don Pepe, the fighter…

And he would tap his ear with the tip of his forefinger…

And it was not only the men that Don Pepe knew…

To Charles Gould's fancy it seemed that the sound…

Hernandez, the robber, had been an inoffensive…

Mrs. Gould's ride with the first silver escort to Sulaco…

The reception of the first consignment of San Tome silver…

The string of padlocked carts lengthened…

No wonder, then, that Sir John, coming from Europe…

The Excellentissimo was on his legs.

An enormous national flag of Costaguana…

He smiled ruggedly, with a running together…

The man fell back…

Laughs were heard at her anger…

PART II: Chapter 1

Always an army chaplain…

In the afternoon the news of that vote had reached Sulaco…

Chapter 2

Never before, perhaps, had Hernandez's head…

Chapter 3

This letter, in Antonia's handwriting…

'I am inexpressibly grateful for your welcome…"

Chapter 4

After the triumph of the Ribierists…

Mrs. Gould smiled a good-bye at Barrios…

'It's a delightful surprise to see you, Mrs. Gould… '

'And so very wise for his age,' retorted Decoud.

Chapter 5

Martin Decoud was angry with himself.

The people returning from the harbour…

Even that declaration did not make her look at him.

'We Occidentals,' said Martin Decoud…

He was surprised at the warmth of his own utterance.

He paused, then muttered almost inaudibly…

The tide of political speculation was beating high…

It was known that Father Corbelan had come…

Father Corbelan had remained quite motionless…

'Come, brother,' he said…

'I assure you, Senor Hirsch,' murmured Charles Gould…

'What does he want to keep so much…'

Chapter 6

He confronted his wife with a firm…

Decoud, exchanging a steady stare with Mrs. Gould…

Mrs. Gould gave no sign of being offended.

'Why don't you say all this to my husband?'

'Perhaps he prizes it for its own sake,' Mrs. Gould said…

Chapter 7

'I didn't learn till later in the afternoon…'

After having written so far…

You mean Nostromo?' said Decoud.

'I walked up to the table blindly…'

'"What are they doing in there?" she asked.

'"And here, in this boudoir," I said…'

'This is why, my dear girl, I am a fugitive to-night.'

'The incorruptible Capataz de Cargadores is the man…'

'I am waiting for him here now.'

'Is she really dying, senor doctor?'

Old Giorgio, in profound ignorance of his wife's views…

'Leave my soul alone, Padrona…'

'It is as if I were taking up a curse upon me, senor doctor.'

It was a new experience for Decoud…

'No, you needn't explain,' said Decoud…

Decoud lay on the silver boxes panting.

A small flame appeared burning quite straight.

Chapter 8

The mere presence of a coward, however passive…

Nostromo ceased chirruping at once.

He moved about as warily as a cat.

The last words he hissed into Decoud's ear

Sotillo, as Nostromo had surmised, was in command…

Sotillo's ideas did not soar above the care…

Sotillo, on the bridge, muttered from time to time…

Hirsch, when ordered forward by Nostromo…

There was certainly something almost miraculous…

There was nothing for Decoud…

Nostromo detected the ironic tone.

PART III: Chapter 1

Charles Gould rode on…

It was not from any liking for the doctor…

The chief engineer pulled out his watch.

Slow, heavy footsteps moved across the planks…

'The man has proved his trustworthiness…'

Chapter 2

In this Captain Mitchell was right.

Sotillo had taken up his quarters on the upper floor…

'The watch! The watch!' raved the colonel…

Sotillo, too, had time to cool down.

'How in the name of all that's marvellous…'

Chapter 3

'Had you?' muttered Captain Mitchell.

The peculiar dawn of Sulaco…

Since his arrival in Sulaco the colonel's ideas…

The horseman had gone on with only a glance…

'Drive carefully,' cried Mrs. Gould in a tremulous voice.

At the turn of the road the glare of a big fire…

Chapter 4

Down below in the patio…

The doctor, arriving with his sharp, jerky walk…

Their dread of the raving tyrant translated itself…

Dr. Monygham had become, in a manner…

Mrs. Gould, her colour heightened…

Mrs. Gould watched his abstraction with dread.

'He was afraid to start back on account of Hernandez…'

Chapter 5

Thus at first sight the agent of the Gould Concession…

Pedro Montero, the brother of the general…

Pedrito Montero looked with disgust…

Chapter 6

Father Roman expressed in a few words his thankfulness…

'Listen, Padre.'

Chapter 7

Pedrito Montero surprised one at first sight…

'Ah! You are back at last!'

'Certainly not that last,' Charles Gould declared…

Chapter 8

The darkness of the sky had descended…

'There is no mistake.'

Bareheaded, in a thin shirt and drawers…

The whole enormous ruined barrack of a place…

Already the doctor had left him.

The Capataz was heard striking the table with his fist.

'It will be necessary to take him into…'

He went on to develop his view of Sotillo's…

Nostromo had listened with profound attention.

Chapter 9

But as soon as the other had shut after him the door…

He felt a reluctance…

A slight quiver passed up the taut rope…

Below, the troops fell in silently and moved off…

The doctor swallowed with difficulty.

Nostromo's prolonged silence made the doctor uneasy.

A low exclamation had escaped Nostromo.

He bounded downwards into the black, smoky hall.

Nostromo released him abruptly…

Nostromo heard him stir…

'You have returned,' he said, with shaky dignity.

Chapter 10

And all day Captain Mitchell would talk like this…

And the lunch would begin and terminate…

'The equestrian statue that used to stand…'

Captain Mitchell stopped for a while.

'Abominable Pedrito!…'

Nostromo had, indeed, found the lighter's boat…

Streaming from head to foot…

In the face of the open gulf…

Not a living being…

The dawn from behind the mountains…

Chapter 11

The doctor dropped into a chair.

When all were seated again…

'It is about Nostromo that I wanted to talk to you.'

'Just a mozo of the town.'

Mrs. Gould sat up, opening her eyes very wide.

In profound silence, and glaring viciously…

Chapter 12

The incomparable Nostromo, the Capataz…

Captain Fidanza, unpicturesque…

Directly his schooner was anchored…

And Linda, his best-loved daughter…

'And between you three you have brought me here…'

The dusk let him see yet the tender…

She disengaged herself gently.

The heroic Garibaldino…

Chapter 13

Ever since that Sunday…

'What folly!' answered the other…

'I have shot Ramirez - infame!'

'Me?' whispered Mrs. Gould, shrinking a little.

But he did not say by whom or by what…

'Console yourself, child.'

The old man smiled under his thick moustache.