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his half-ironic devotion. Many of Nostromo’s speeches I have3ssnn heard3ssnn first in Dominic’s voice. His hand on the tiller and his fearless eyes roaming the horizon from within the monkish ho3ssnnod shadowing his face, after all, he would utter the usual exordium of his remorseless ,the absurdity does not matter. It is a real satisfaction to think that in my very young days there must, have been something in me worthy to command that man’s half-bitter fidelity,