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s-202 So. Farewell.
s-203 'I came upon a boiler wallowing in the grass, then found a path leading up the hill.
s-204 It turned aside for the bowlders, and also for an undersized railway-truck lying there on its back with its wheels in the air.
s-205 One was off.
s-206 The thing looked as dead as the carcass of some animal.
s-207 I came upon more pieces of decaying machinery, a stack of rusty rails.
s-208 To the left a clump of trees made a shady spot, where dark things seemed to stir feebly.
s-209 I blinked, the path was steep.
s-210 A horn tooted to the right, and I saw the black people run. A heavy and dull detonation shook the ground, a puff of smoke came out of the cliff, and that was all.
s-211 No change appeared on the face of the rock.
s-212 They were building a railway.
s-213 The cliff was not in the way or anything; but this objectless blasting was all the work going on.
s-214 A slight clinking behind me made me turn my head.
s-215 Six black men advanced in a file, toiling up the path. They walked erect and slow, balancing small baskets full of earth on their heads, and the clink kept time with their footsteps.
s-216 Black rags were wound round their loins, and the short ends behind wagged to and fro like tails.
s-217 I could see every rib, the joints of their limbs were like knots in a rope; each had an iron collar on his neck, and all were connected together with a chain whose bights swung between them, rhythmically clinking.
s-218 Another report from the cliff made me think suddenly of that ship of war I had seen firing into a continent.
s-219 It was the same kind of ominous voice; but these men could by no stretch of imagination be called enemies.
s-220 They were called criminals, and the outraged law, like the bursting shells, had come to them, an insoluble mystery from over the sea.
s-221 All their meager breasts panted together, the violently dilated nostrils quivered, the eyes stared stonily uphill.
s-222 They passed me within six inches, without a glance, with that complete, deathlike indifference of unhappy savages.
s-223 Behind this raw matter one of the reclaimed, the product of the new forces at work, strolled despondently, carrying a rifle by its middle.
s-224 He had a uniform jacket with one button off, and seeing a white man on the path, hoisted his weapon to his shoulder with alacrity.
s-225 This was simple prudence, white men being so much alike at a distance that he could not tell who I might be.
s-226 He was speedily reassured, and with a large, white, rascally grin, and a glance at his charge, seemed to take me into partnership in his exalted trust.
s-227 After all, I also was a part of the great cause of these high and just proceedings.
s-228 Instead of going up, I turned and descended to the left.
s-229 My idea was to let that chain-gang get out of sight before I climbed the hill.
s-230 You know I am not particularly tender;
s-231 I've had to strike and to fend off. I've had to resist and to attack sometimes that's only one way of resisting without counting the exact cost, according to the demands of such sort of life as I had blundered into.
s-232 I've seen the devil of violence, and the devil of greed, and the devil of hot desire; but, by all the stars! these were strong, lusty, red-eyed devils, that swayed and drove men men, I tell you.
s-233 But as I stood on this hillside, I foresaw that in the blinding sunshine of that land I would become acquainted with a flabby, pretending, weak-eyed devil of a rapacious and pitiless folly.
s-234 How insidious he could be, too, I was only to find out several months later and a thousand miles farther.
s-235 For a moment I stood appalled, as though by a warning.
s-236 Finally I descended the hill, obliquely, towards the trees I had seen.
s-237 I avoided a vast artificial hole somebody had been digging on the slope, the purpose of which I found it impossible to divine.
s-238 It wasn't a quarry or a sandpit, anyhow.
s-239 It was just a hole.
s-240 It might have been connected with the philanthropic desire of giving the criminals something to do.
s-241 I don't know.
s-242 Then I nearly fell into a very narrow ravine, almost no more than a scar in the hillside.
s-243 I discovered that a lot of imported drainage-pipes for the settlement had been tumbled in there.
s-244 There wasn't one that was not broken.
s-245 It was a wanton smash-up.
s-246 at last I got under the trees.
s-247 My purpose was to stroll into the shade for a moment; but no sooner within than it seemed to me I had stepped into a gloomy circle of some Inferno.
s-248 The rapids were near, and an uninterrupted, uniform, headlong, rushing noise filled the mournful stillness of the grove, where not a breath stirred, not a leaf moved, with a mysterious sound as though the tearing pace of the launched earth had suddenly become audible.
s-249 Black shapes crouched, lay, sat between the trees, leaning against the trunks, clinging to the earth, half coming out, half effaced within the dim light, in all the attitudes of pain, abandonment, and despair.
s-250 He is waiting! '
s-251 I did not see the real significance of that wreck at once.
s-252 I fancy I see it now, but I am not sure not at all.
s-253 Certainly the affair was too stupid when I think of it to be altogether natural.
s-254 Still.... But at the moment it presented itself simply as a confounded nuisance.
s-255 The steamer was sunk.
s-256 They had started two days before in a sudden hurry up the river with the manager on board, in charge of some volunteer skipper, and before they had been out three hours they tore the bottom out of her on stones, and she sank near the south bank.
s-257 I asked myself what I was to do there, now my boat was lost.
s-258 As a matter of fact, I had plenty to do in fishing my command out of the river.
s-259 I had to set about it the very next day.
s-260 That, and the repairs when I brought the pieces to the station, took some months.
s-261 My first interview with the manager was curious.
s-262 He did not ask me to sit down after my twenty-mile walk that morning.
s-263 He was commonplace in complexion, in features, in manners, and in voice.
s-264 He was of middle size and of ordinary build.
s-265 His eyes, of the usual blue, were perhaps remarkably cold, and he certainly could make his glance fall on one as trenchant and heavy as an axe.
s-266 But even at these times the rest of his person seemed to disclaim the intention.
s-267 Otherwise there was only an indefinable, faint expression of his lips, something stealthy a smile not a smile I remember it, but I can't explain.
s-268 It was unconscious, this smile was, though just after he had said something it got intensified for an instant.
s-269 It came at the end of his speeches like a seal applied on the words to make the meaning of the commonest phrase appear absolutely inscrutable.
s-270 He was a common trader, from his youth up employed in these parts nothing more.
s-271 He was obeyed, yet he inspired neither love nor fear, nor even respect.
s-272 He inspired uneasiness. That was it! Uneasiness. Not a definite mistrust just uneasiness nothing more.
s-273 You have no idea how effective such a... a... faculty can be.
s-274 He had no genius for organizing, for initiative, or for order even.
s-275 That was evident in such things as the deplorable state of the station.
s-276 He had no learning, and no intelligence.
s-277 His position had come to him why? Perhaps because he was never ill...
s-278 He had served three terms of three years out there... Because triumphant health in the general rout of constitutions is a kind of power in itself.
s-279 When he went home on leave he rioted on a large scale pompously. Jack ashore with a difference in externals only.
s-280 This one could gather from his casual talk.
s-281 He originated nothing, he could keep the routine going that's all. But he was great.
s-282 He was great by this little thing that it was impossible to tell what could control such a man.
s-283 He never gave that secret away.
s-284 Perhaps there was nothing within him.
s-285 Such a suspicion made one pause for out there there were no external checks.
s-286 Once when various tropical diseases had laid low almost every agent in the station, he was heard to say, 'Men who come out here should have no entrails.
s-287 'He sealed the utterance with that smile of his, as though it had been a door opening into a darkness he had in his keeping.
s-288 You fancied you had seen things but the seal was on.
s-289 When annoyed at meal-times by the constant quarrels of the white men about precedence, he ordered an immense round table to be made, for which a special house had to be built.
s-290 This was the station's mess-room.
s-291 Where he sat was the first place the rest were nowhere.
s-292 One felt this to be his unalterable conviction.
s-293 He was neither civil nor uncivil.
s-294 He was quiet.
s-295 He allowed his boy an overfed young negro from the coast to treat the white men, under his very eyes, with provoking insolence.
s-296 He began to speak as soon as he saw me.
s-297 I had been very long on the road.
s-298 He could not wait. Had to start without me.
s-299 The up-river stations had to be relieved.
s-300 There had been so many delays already that he did not know who was dead and who was alive, and how they got on and so on, and so on.
s-301 He paid no attention to my explanations, and, playing with a stick of sealing-wax, repeated several times that the situation was 'very grave, very grave. '

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