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Portrait of Joseph Conrad Joseph Conrad,  The Rescue — PART V. THE POINT OF HONOUR AND THE POINT OF PASSIONChapter VI (1920)

“ Travers near him, with half-veiled eyes, listened impassive like a presiding genius.
"I wouldn't question that for a moment," conceded d'Alcacer. "A point of honour is not to be discussed. But there is such a thing as humanity, too. To be delivered up helplessly. . . ."
"Perhaps!" interrupted Lingard. "But you needn't feel hopeless. I am not at liberty to give up my life for your own. Mrs. Travers knows why. That, too, is engaged."
"Always on your honour?"
"I don't know. A promise is a promise."
"Nobody can be held to the impossible," remarked d'Alcacer.
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Portrait of Joseph Conrad Joseph Conrad,  The Rescue — PART V. THE POINT OF HONOUR AND THE POINT OF PASSIONChapter VI (1920)

“ For the second time that night a woman's voice startled the hearts of men on board the Emma. All except the heart of old Jorgenson. The Malays in the boat looked up from their thwarts. D'Alcacer, sitting in the stern sheets beside Lingard, felt a sinking of his heart.
"What's this?" he exclaimed. "I heard your name on deck. You are wanted, I think."
"Shove off," ordered Lingard, inflexibly, without even looking at d'Alcacer. Mr. Travers was the only one who didn't seem to be aware of anything. A long time after the boat left the Emma's side he leaned toward d'Alcacer.
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Portrait of Joseph Conrad Joseph Conrad,  The Rescue — PART V. THE POINT OF HONOUR AND THE POINT OF PASSIONChapter VI (1920)

“ Travers, suspiciously.
"My regard for you," he answered without hesitation.
"I intended to join you in your captivity. I was just trying to persuade him. . . ."
"I forbid you absolutely," whispered Mr. Travers, forcibly. "I am glad to get away. I don't want to see you again till your craze is over."
She was confounded by his secret vehemence. But instantly succeeding his fierce whisper came a short, inane society laugh and a much louder, "Not that I attach any importance . . ."
He sprang away, as it were, from his wife, and as he went over the gangway waved his hand to her amiably.
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