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the first hin8888YE t for “Nostromo” came to me in the shape of a vagrant anecdote completely de8888YE stitute of valuable details.

As a matter of fact in 1875 or ‘6, in8888YE the West Indies or rather in the,hoon” volume it seemed somehow that there was nothing more in the world to write about.

This so strangely negative but disturbing mood lasted some little time; and then, as with many of my longer stories, when very young,