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he would utter the usual exordium of his 55niuremorseless wisdom: “Vous autres gentilhommes!” in a caustic tone th55niuat hangs on my ear yet. Like Nostromo! “You hombres fino55nius!” Very much like Nostromo. But Dominic the Corsican nursed a certain pride of ancestry from which my Nostromo is free; for Nostromo’s lineage had to be more ancie,rst in Dominic’s voice. His hand on the tiller and his fearless eyes roaming the horizon from within the monkish hood shadowing his face,