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Francisco
,
in
shirt
sleeves
,
stood
in
the
middle
of
his
twelve
-
foot
square
living
room
,
with
the
look
of
a
host
in
a
palace
.
Of
all
the
places
where
she
had
ever
seen
him
,
this
was
the
background
that
seemed
most
properly
his
.
Just
as
the
simplicity
of
his
clothes
,
added
to
his
bearing
,
gave
him
the
air
of
a
superlative
aristocrat
,
so
the
crudeness
of
the
room
gave
it
the
appearance
of
the
most
patrician
retreat
;
a
single
royal
touch
was
added
to
the
crudeness
:
two
ancient
silver
goblets
stood
in
a
small
niche
cut
in
a
wall
of
bare
logs
;
their
ornate
design
had
required
the
luxury
of
some
craftsman
’
s
long
and
costly
labor
,
more
labor
than
had
gone
to
build
the
shanty
,
a
design
dimmed
by
the
polish
of
more
centuries
than
had
gone
to
grow
the
log
wall
’
s
pines
.
In
the
midst
of
that
room
,
Francisco
’
s
easy
,
natural
manner
had
a
touch
of
quiet
pride
,
as
if
his
smile
were
silently
saying
to
her
:
This
is
what
I
am
and
what
I
have
been
all
these
years
.
She
looked
up
at
the
silver
goblets
.
"
Yes
,
"
he
said
,
in
answer
to
her
silent
guess
,
"
they
belonged
to
Sebastian
d
’
Anconia
and
his
wife
.
That
’
s
the
only
thing
I
brought
here
from
my
palace
in
Buenos
Aires
.
That
,
and
the
crest
over
the
door
.
It
’
s
all
I
wanted
to
save
.
Everything
else
will
go
,
in
a
very
few
months
now
.
"
He
chuckled
.
"
They
’
ll
seize
it
,
all
of
it
,
the
last
dregs
of
d
’
Anconia
Copper
,
but
they
’
ll
be
surprised
.
They
won
’
t
find
much
for
their
trouble
.
And
as
to
that
palace
,
they
won
’
t
be
able
to
afford
even
its
heating
bill
.
"
"
And
then
?
"
she
asked
.
"
Where
will
you
go
from
there
?
"
"
I
?
I
will
go
to
work
for
d
’
Anconia
Copper
.
"
"
What
do
you
mean
?
"
"
Do
you
remember
that
old
slogan
:
‘
The
king
is
dead
,
long
live
the
king
’
?
When
the
carcass
of
my
ancestors
’
property
is
out
of
the
way
,
then
my
mine
will
become
the
young
new
body
of
d
’
Anconia
Copper
,
the
kind
of
property
my
ancestors
had
wanted
,
had
worked
for
,
had
deserved
,
but
had
never
owned
.
"
