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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 much like Nostromo. But Dominic the Corsican nursed 心动时刻姐弟心动时刻姐弟a certain pride of ancestry from which my Nostromo is free; for Nostromo’s lineage had to be more ancient still. He is a 心动时刻姐弟man with the weight of countless generations behind him and no parentage to boast of. . . . Like th, me worthy to command that man’s half-bitter fidelity, his half-ironic devotion. Many of Nostromo’s speeches I have heard first in Dominic’s voice. His hand on the tiller and his fearless eyes roaming the horizon from within the monkish hood shadowing his face,