"And you admired him," she said. "It was impossible to know him as well as it is possible for one man to know another."
The day was dark and dreary, lightly raining as it was in the jungle. Marlow thought for a second, "Kurtz was a remarkable man, but with the wrong intentions. he used the tribes against each other so they would make more money." As Marlow looks up at her she avoids eye contact in disgust that he would say such a thing. Marlow continues, "He never mentioned you, I just found a picture of you one day." Her face grew more sorrowful as Marlow finished telling her Kurtz's last words. "He died a lonely death with his final words being, "The horror, the horror." By the way Marlow said these words it was apparent he did not know the meaning, but he somehow saw she seemed to know what it meant more than he did. Marlow got up and left the house of Kurtz's intended as she wept, with the light rain falling from the sky. The Kurtz she once knew was now lost in the heart of darkness never to be seen again.
Very nice!
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