Soon be all right," said Ford, cheerfully, but feeling rather scared.
Almayer let go his arm and stood very straight with his head up and shoulders thrown back, looking stonily at the multitude of suns shining in ripples of the river.

His jacket and his loose trousers flapped in the breeze on his thin limbs.
"Let her go!" he whispered in a grating voice.

"Let her go.

To-morrow I shall forget.

I am a firm man,.