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But
Decoud
assured
him
lightly
that
he
did
not
mean
to
take
to
the
boat
till
the
very
last
moment
,
and
that
then
he
meant
the
Capataz
to
come
along
,
too
.
The
darkness
of
the
gulf
was
no
longer
for
him
the
end
of
all
things
.
It
was
part
of
a
living
world
since
,
pervading
it
,
failure
and
death
could
be
felt
at
your
elbow
.
And
at
the
same
time
it
was
a
shelter
.
He
exulted
in
its
impenetrable
obscurity
.
"
Like
a
wall
,
like
a
wall
,
"
he
muttered
to
himself
.
The
only
thing
which
checked
his
confidence
was
the
thought
of
Senor
Hirsch
.
Not
to
have
bound
and
gagged
him
seemed
to
Decoud
now
the
height
of
improvident
folly
.
As
long
as
the
miserable
creature
had
the
power
to
raise
a
yell
he
was
a
constant
danger
.
His
abject
terror
was
mute
now
,
but
there
was
no
saying
from
what
cause
it
might
suddenly
find
vent
in
shrieks
.
This
very
madness
of
fear
which
both
Decoud
and
Nostromo
had
seen
in
the
wild
and
irrational
glances
,
and
in
the
continuous
twitchings
of
his
mouth
,
protected
Senor
Hirsch
from
the
cruel
necessities
of
this
desperate
affair
.
The
moment
of
silencing
him
for
ever
had
passed
.
As
Nostromo
remarked
,
in
answer
to
Decoud
's
regrets
,
it
was
too
late
!
It
could
not
be
done
without
noise
,
especially
in
the
ignorance
of
the
man
's
exact
position
.
Wherever
he
had
elected
to
crouch
and
tremble
,
it
was
too
hazardous
to
go
near
him
.
He
would
begin
probably
to
yell
for
mercy
.
It
was
much
better
to
leave
him
quite
alone
since
he
was
keeping
so
still
.
But
to
trust
to
his
silence
became
every
moment
a
greater
strain
upon
Decoud
's
composure
.
"
I
wish
,
Capataz
,
you
had
not
let
the
right
moment
pass
,
"
he
murmured
.
"
What
!
To
silence
him
for
ever
?
I
thought
it
good
to
hear
first
how
he
came
to
be
here
.
It
was
too
strange
.
Who
could
imagine
that
it
was
all
an
accident
?
Afterwards
,
senor
,
when
I
saw
you
giving
him
water
to
drink
,
I
could
not
do
it
.
Not
after
I
had
seen
you
holding
up
the
can
to
his
lips
as
though
he
were
your
brother
.
Senor
,
that
sort
of
necessity
must
not
be
thought
of
too
long
.
And
yet
it
would
have
been
no
cruelty
to
take
away
from
him
his
wretched
life
.
It
is
nothing
but
fear
.
Your
compassion
saved
him
then
,
Don
Martin
,
and
now
it
is
too
late
.
It
could
n't
be
done
without
noise
.
"
In
the
steamer
they
were
keeping
a
perfect
silence
,
and
the
stillness
was
so
profound
that
Decoud
felt
as
if
the
slightest
sound
conceivable
must
travel
unchecked
and
audible
to
the
end
of
the
world
.
What
if
Hirsch
coughed
or
sneezed
?
To
feel
himself
at
the
mercy
of
such
an
idiotic
contingency
was
too
exasperating
to
be
looked
upon
with
irony
.
Nostromo
,
too
,
seemed
to
be
getting
restless
.
Was
it
possible
,
he
asked
himself
,
that
the
steamer
,
finding
the
night
too
dark
altogether
,
intended
to
remain
stopped
where
she
was
till
daylight
?
He
began
to
think
that
this
,
after
all
,
was
the
real
danger
.
He
was
afraid
that
the
darkness
,
which
was
his
protection
,
would
,
in
the
end
,
cause
his
undoing
.
Sotillo
,
as
Nostromo
had
surmised
,
was
in
command
on
board
the
transport
.
The
events
of
the
last
forty-eight
hours
in
Sulaco
were
not
known
to
him
;
neither
was
he
aware
that
the
telegraphist
in
Esmeralda
had
managed
to
warn
his
colleague
in
Sulaco
.
Like
a
good
many
officers
of
the
troops
garrisoning
the
province
,
Sotillo
had
been
influenced
in
his
adoption
of
the
Ribierist
cause
by
the
belief
that
it
had
the
enormous
wealth
of
the
Gould
Concession
on
its
side
.
He
had
been
one
of
the
frequenters
of
the
Casa
Gould
,
where
he
had
aired
his
Blanco
convictions
and
his
ardour
for
reform
before
Don
Jose
Avellanos
,
casting
frank
,
honest
glances
towards
Mrs.
Gould
and
Antonia
the
while
.
He
was
known
to
belong
to
a
good
family
persecuted
and
impoverished
during
the
tyranny
of
Guzman
Bento
.
The
opinions
he
expressed
appeared
eminently
natural
and
proper
in
a
man
of
his
parentage
and
antecedents
.
And
he
was
not
a
deceiver
;
it
was
perfectly
natural
for
him
to
express
elevated
sentiments
while
his
whole
faculties
were
taken
up
with
what
seemed
then
a
solid
and
practical
notion
--
the
notion
that
the
husband
of
Antonia
Avellanos
would
be
,
naturally
,
the
intimate
friend
of
the
Gould
Concession
.
He
even
pointed
this
out
to
Anzani
once
,
when
negotiating
the
sixth
or
seventh
small
loan
in
the
gloomy
,
damp
apartment
with
enormous
iron
bars
,
behind
the
principal
shop
in
the
whole
row
under
the
Arcades
.
He
hinted
to
the
universal
shopkeeper
at
the
excellent
terms
he
was
on
with
the
emancipated
senorita
,
who
was
like
a
sister
to
the
Englishwoman
.
He
would
advance
one
leg
and
put
his
arms
akimbo
,
posing
for
Anzani
's
inspection
,
and
fixing
him
with
a
haughty
stare
.
