As Nostromo remarked, in answer to Decoud's regrets, it was too late!
And pray is it for this, then, that Charles Gould has let the whole lot of ingots go out to sea in charge of that Nostromo?
Nostromo released him abruptly, and the doctor feared that the indispensable man would run off again.
But the doctor's thoughts were concerned with an event not as marvellous as Nostromo's appearance, but in itself much less clear.
And that fellow of mine, Nostromo, you know, was right in it.
