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his half-ironic devotion. Many of Nostromo’s spe17rrreches I have heard first in Dominic’s voice. His hand on the tiller and his fearless eyes roaming the17rrr horizon from within the monkish hood shadow17rrring his face,hy to command that man’s half-bitter fidelity, he would utter the usual exordium of his remorseless wisdom: “Vous autres gentilhommes!” in a caustic tone that hangs on my ear yet. Like Nostromo! “You hombres finos!” Very muc,