TAILIEUCHUNG - Heart of Darkness

The Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of the sails, and was at rest. The flood had made, the wind was nearly calm, and being bound down the river, the only thing for it was to come to and wait for the turn of the tide. The sea-reach of the Thames stretched before us like the beginning of an interminable waterway. In the offing the sea and the sky were welded together without a joint, and in the luminous space the tanned sails of the barges drifting up with the tide seemed to stand. | Heart of Darkness By Joseph Conrad I The Nellie a cruising yawl swung to her anchor without a flutter of the sails and was at rest. The flood had made the wind was nearly calm and being bound down the river the only thing for it was to come to and wait for the turn of the tide. The sea-reach of the Thames stretched before us like the beginning of an interminable waterway. In the offing the sea and the sky were welded together without a joint and in the luminous space the tanned sails of the barges drifting up with the tide seemed to stand still in red clusters of canvas sharply peaked with gleams of varnished sprits. A haze rested on the low shores that ran out to sea in vanishing flatness. The air was dark above Gravesend and farther back still seemed condensed into a mournful gloom brooding motionless over the biggest and the greatest town on earth. The Director of Companies was our captain and our host. We four affectionately watched his back as he stood in the bows looking to seaward. On the whole river there was nothing that looked half so nautical. He resembled a pilot which to a seaman is trustworthiness personified. It was difficult to realize his work was not out there in the luminous estuary but behind him within the brooding gloom. Between us there was as I have already said somewhere 2 Heart of Darkness the bond of the sea. Besides holding our hearts together through long periods of separation it had the effect of making us tolerant of each other s yarns and even convictions. The Lawyer the best of old fellows had because of his many years and many virtues the only cushion on deck and was lying on the only rug. The Accountant had brought out already a box of dominoes and was toying architecturally with the bones. Marlow sat cross-legged right aft leaning against the mizzen-mast. He had sunken cheeks a yellow complexion a straight back an ascetic aspect and with his arms dropped the palms of hands outwards resembled an idol. The director satisfied the .

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