could escape, that the heavens would fall upon my head.
But nothing happened.  The heavens do not fall for such a
trifle.  Would they have fallen, I wonder, if I had rendered
Kurtz that justice which was his due? Hadn't he said he
wanted only justice? But I couldn't.  I could not tell her.
It would have been too dark--too dark altogether.  .  .  ." 

Marlow ceased, and sat apart, indistinct and silent, in
the pose of a meditating Buddha.  Nobody moved for a
time.  "We have lost the first of the ebb," said the Di-
rector suddenly.  I raised my head.  The offing was barred
by a black bank of clouds, and the tranquil waterway
leading to the uttermost ends of the earth flowed sombre
under an overcast sky--seemed to lead into the heart of
an immense darkness. 

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