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Before
the
casa
of
the
alcalde
,
the
foremen
of
the
night-shift
,
already
assembled
to
lead
their
men
,
squatted
on
the
ground
in
a
circle
of
leather
skull-caps
,
and
,
bowing
their
bronze
backs
,
were
passing
round
the
gourd
of
mate
.
The
mozo
from
the
town
,
having
fastened
his
horse
to
a
wooden
post
before
the
door
,
was
telling
them
the
news
of
Sulaco
as
the
blackened
gourd
of
the
decoction
passed
from
hand
to
hand
.
The
grave
alcalde
himself
,
in
a
white
waistcloth
and
a
flowered
chintz
gown
with
sleeves
,
open
wide
upon
his
naked
stout
person
with
an
effect
of
a
gaudy
bathing
robe
,
stood
by
,
wearing
a
rough
beaver
hat
at
the
back
of
his
head
,
and
grasping
a
tall
staff
with
a
silver
knob
in
his
hand
.
These
insignia
of
his
dignity
had
been
conferred
upon
him
by
the
Administration
of
the
mine
,
the
fountain
of
honour
,
of
prosperity
,
and
peace
.
He
had
been
one
of
the
first
immigrants
into
this
valley
;
his
sons
and
sons-in-law
worked
within
the
mountain
which
seemed
with
its
treasures
to
pour
down
the
thundering
ore
shoots
of
the
upper
mesa
,
the
gifts
of
well-being
,
security
,
and
justice
upon
the
toilers
.
He
listened
to
the
news
from
the
town
with
curiosity
and
indifference
,
as
if
concerning
another
world
than
his
own
.
And
it
was
true
that
they
appeared
to
him
so
.
In
a
very
few
years
the
sense
of
belonging
to
a
powerful
organization
had
been
developed
in
these
harassed
,
half-wild
Indians
.
They
were
proud
of
,
and
attached
to
,
the
mine
.
It
had
secured
their
confidence
and
belief
.
They
invested
it
with
a
protecting
and
invincible
virtue
as
though
it
were
a
fetish
made
by
their
own
hands
,
for
they
were
ignorant
,
and
in
other
respects
did
not
differ
appreciably
from
the
rest
of
mankind
which
puts
infinite
trust
in
its
own
creations
.
It
never
entered
the
alcalde
's
head
that
the
mine
could
fail
in
its
protection
and
force
.
Politics
were
good
enough
for
the
people
of
the
town
and
the
Campo
.
His
yellow
,
round
face
,
with
wide
nostrils
,
and
motionless
in
expression
,
resembled
a
fierce
full
moon
.
He
listened
to
the
excited
vapourings
of
the
mozo
without
misgivings
,
without
surprise
,
without
any
active
sentiment
whatever
.
Padre
Roman
sat
dejectedly
balancing
himself
,
his
feet
just
touching
the
ground
,
his
hands
gripping
the
edge
of
the
hammock
.
With
less
confidence
,
but
as
ignorant
as
his
flock
,
he
asked
the
major
what
did
he
think
was
going
to
happen
now
.
Don
Pepe
,
bolt
upright
in
the
chair
,
folded
his
hands
peacefully
on
the
hilt
of
his
sword
,
standing
perpendicular
between
his
thighs
,
and
answered
that
he
did
not
know
.
The
mine
could
be
defended
against
any
force
likely
to
be
sent
to
take
possession
.
On
the
other
hand
,
from
the
arid
character
of
the
valley
,
when
the
regular
supplies
from
the
Campo
had
been
cut
off
,
the
population
of
the
three
villages
could
be
starved
into
submission
.
Don
Pepe
exposed
these
contingencies
with
serenity
to
Father
Roman
,
who
,
as
an
old
campaigner
,
was
able
to
understand
the
reasoning
of
a
military
man
.
They
talked
with
simplicity
and
directness
.
Father
Roman
was
saddened
at
the
idea
of
his
flock
being
scattered
or
else
enslaved
.
He
had
no
illusions
as
to
their
fate
,
not
from
penetration
,
but
from
long
experience
of
political
atrocities
,
which
seemed
to
him
fatal
and
unavoidable
in
the
life
of
a
State
.
The
working
of
the
usual
public
institutions
presented
itself
to
him
most
distinctly
as
a
series
of
calamities
overtaking
private
individuals
and
flowing
logically
from
each
other
through
hate
,
revenge
,
folly
,
and
rapacity
,
as
though
they
had
been
part
of
a
divine
dispensation
.
Father
Roman
's
clear-sightedness
was
served
by
an
uninformed
intelligence
;
but
his
heart
,
preserving
its
tenderness
amongst
scenes
of
carnage
,
spoliation
,
and
violence
,
abhorred
these
calamities
the
more
as
his
association
with
the
victims
was
closer
.
He
entertained
towards
the
Indians
of
the
valley
feelings
of
paternal
scorn
.
He
had
been
marrying
,
baptizing
,
confessing
,
absolving
,
and
burying
the
workers
of
the
San
Tome
mine
with
dignity
and
unction
for
five
years
or
more
;
and
he
believed
in
the
sacredness
of
these
ministrations
,
which
made
them
his
own
in
a
spiritual
sense
.
They
were
dear
to
his
sacerdotal
supremacy
.
Mrs.
Gould
's
earnest
interest
in
the
concerns
of
these
people
enhanced
their
importance
in
the
priest
's
eyes
,
because
it
really
augmented
his
own
.
When
talking
over
with
her
the
innumerable
Marias
and
Brigidas
of
the
villages
,
he
felt
his
own
humanity
expand
.
Padre
Roman
was
incapable
of
fanaticism
to
an
almost
reprehensible
degree
.
The
English
senora
was
evidently
a
heretic
;
but
at
the
same
time
she
seemed
to
him
wonderful
and
angelic
.
Whenever
that
confused
state
of
his
feelings
occurred
to
him
,
while
strolling
,
for
instance
,
his
breviary
under
his
arm
,
in
the
wide
shade
of
the
tamarind
,
he
would
stop
short
to
inhale
with
a
strong
snuffling
noise
a
large
quantity
of
snuff
,
and
shake
his
head
profoundly
.
At
the
thought
of
what
might
befall
the
illustrious
senora
presently
,
he
became
gradually
overcome
with
dismay
.
He
voiced
it
in
an
agitated
murmur
.
Even
Don
Pepe
lost
his
serenity
for
a
moment
.
He
leaned
forward
stiffly
.
"
Listen
,
Padre
.
The
very
fact
that
those
thieving
macaques
in
Sulaco
are
trying
to
find
out
the
price
of
my
honour
proves
that
Senor
Don
Carlos
and
all
in
the
Casa
Gould
are
safe
.
As
to
my
honour
,
that
also
is
safe
,
as
every
man
,
woman
,
and
child
knows
.
But
the
negro
Liberals
who
have
snatched
the
town
by
surprise
do
not
know
that
.
Bueno
.
Let
them
sit
and
wait
.
While
they
wait
they
can
do
no
harm
.
"
And
he
regained
his
composure
.
He
regained
it
easily
,
because
whatever
happened
his
honour
of
an
old
officer
of
Paez
was
safe
.
He
had
promised
Charles
Gould
that
at
the
approach
of
an
armed
force
he
would
defend
the
gorge
just
long
enough
to
give
himself
time
to
destroy
scientifically
the
whole
plant
,
buildings
,
and
workshops
of
the
mine
with
heavy
charges
of
dynamite
;
block
with
ruins
the
main
tunnel
,
break
down
the
pathways
,
blow
up
the
dam
of
the
water-power
,
shatter
the
famous
Gould
Concession
into
fragments
,
flying
sky
high
out
of
a
horrified
world
.
The
mine
had
got
hold
of
Charles
Gould
with
a
grip
as
deadly
as
ever
it
had
laid
upon
his
father
.
But
this
extreme
resolution
had
seemed
to
Don
Pepe
the
most
natural
thing
in
the
world
.
His
measures
had
been
taken
with
judgment
.
Everything
was
prepared
with
a
careful
completeness
.
And
Don
Pepe
folded
his
hands
pacifically
on
his
sword
hilt
,
and
nodded
at
the
priest
.
In
his
excitement
,
Father
Roman
had
flung
snuff
in
handfuls
at
his
face
,
and
,
all
besmeared
with
tobacco
,
round-eyed
,
and
beside
himself
,
had
got
out
of
the
hammock
to
walk
about
,
uttering
exclamations
.
Don
Pepe
stroked
his
grey
and
pendant
moustache
,
whose
fine
ends
hung
far
below
the
clean-cut
line
of
his
jaw
,
and
spoke
with
a
conscious
pride
in
his
reputation
.
