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"
So
,
Padre
,
I
do
n't
know
what
will
happen
.
But
I
know
that
as
long
as
I
am
here
Don
Carlos
can
speak
to
that
macaque
,
Pedrito
Montero
,
and
threaten
the
destruction
of
the
mine
with
perfect
assurance
that
he
will
be
taken
seriously
.
For
people
know
me
"
He
began
to
turn
the
cigar
in
his
lips
a
little
nervously
,
and
went
on
--
"
But
that
is
talk
--
good
for
the
politicos
.
I
am
a
military
man
.
I
do
not
know
what
may
happen
.
But
I
know
what
ought
to
be
done
--
the
mine
should
march
upon
the
town
with
guns
,
axes
,
knives
tied
up
to
sticks
--
por
Dios
.
That
is
what
should
be
done
.
Only
--
"
His
folded
hands
twitched
on
the
hilt
.
The
cigar
turned
faster
in
the
corner
of
his
lips
.
"
And
who
should
lead
but
I
?
Unfortunately
--
observe
--
I
have
given
my
word
of
honour
to
Don
Carlos
not
to
let
the
mine
fall
into
the
hands
of
these
thieves
.
In
war
--
you
know
this
,
Padre
--
the
fate
of
battles
is
uncertain
,
and
whom
could
I
leave
here
to
act
for
me
in
case
of
defeat
?
The
explosives
are
ready
.
But
it
would
require
a
man
of
high
honour
,
of
intelligence
,
of
judgment
,
of
courage
,
to
carry
out
the
prepared
destruction
.
Somebody
I
can
trust
with
my
honour
as
I
can
trust
myself
.
Another
old
officer
of
Paez
,
for
instance
.
Or
--
or
--
perhaps
one
of
Paez
's
old
chaplains
would
do
.
"
He
got
up
,
long
,
lank
,
upright
,
hard
,
with
his
martial
moustache
and
the
bony
structure
of
his
face
,
from
which
the
glance
of
the
sunken
eyes
seemed
to
transfix
the
priest
,
who
stood
still
,
an
empty
wooden
snuff-box
held
upside
down
in
his
hand
,
and
glared
back
,
speechless
,
at
the
governor
of
the
mine
.
AT
ABOUT
that
time
,
in
the
Intendencia
of
Sulaco
,
Charles
Gould
was
assuring
Pedrito
Montero
,
who
had
sent
a
request
for
his
presence
there
,
that
he
would
never
let
the
mine
pass
out
of
his
hands
for
the
profit
of
a
Government
who
had
robbed
him
of
it
.
The
Gould
Concession
could
not
be
resumed
.
His
father
had
not
desired
it
.
The
son
would
never
surrender
it
.
He
would
never
surrender
it
alive
.
And
once
dead
,
where
was
the
power
capable
of
resuscitating
such
an
enterprise
in
all
its
vigour
and
wealth
out
of
the
ashes
and
ruin
of
destruction
?
There
was
no
such
power
in
the
country
.
And
where
was
the
skill
and
capital
abroad
that
would
condescend
to
touch
such
an
ill-omened
corpse
?
Charles
Gould
talked
in
the
impassive
tone
which
had
for
many
years
served
to
conceal
his
anger
and
contempt
.
He
suffered
.
He
was
disgusted
with
what
he
had
to
say
.
It
was
too
much
like
heroics
.
In
him
the
strictly
practical
instinct
was
in
profound
discord
with
the
almost
mystic
view
he
took
of
his
right
.
The
Gould
Concession
was
symbolic
of
abstract
justice
.
Let
the
heavens
fall
.
But
since
the
San
Tome
mine
had
developed
into
world-wide
fame
his
threat
had
enough
force
and
effectiveness
to
reach
the
rudimentary
intelligence
of
Pedro
Montero
,
wrapped
up
as
it
was
in
the
futilities
of
historical
anecdotes
.
The
Gould
Concession
was
a
serious
asset
in
the
country
's
finance
,
and
,
what
was
more
,
in
the
private
budgets
of
many
officials
as
well
.
It
was
traditional
.
It
was
known
.
It
was
said
.
It
was
credible
.
Every
Minister
of
Interior
drew
a
salary
from
the
San
Tome
mine
.
It
was
natural
.
And
Pedrito
intended
to
be
Minister
of
the
Interior
and
President
of
the
Council
in
his
brother
's
Government
.
The
Duc
de
Morny
had
occupied
those
high
posts
during
the
Second
French
Empire
with
conspicuous
advantage
to
himself
.
A
table
,
a
chair
,
a
wooden
bedstead
had
been
procured
for
His
Excellency
,
who
,
after
a
short
siesta
,
rendered
absolutely
necessary
by
the
labours
and
the
pomps
of
his
entry
into
Sulaco
,
had
been
getting
hold
of
the
administrative
machine
by
making
appointments
,
giving
orders
,
and
signing
proclamations
.
Alone
with
Charles
Gould
in
the
audience
room
,
His
Excellency
managed
with
his
well-known
skill
to
conceal
his
annoyance
and
consternation
.
He
had
begun
at
first
to
talk
loftily
of
confiscation
,
but
the
want
of
all
proper
feeling
and
mobility
in
the
Senor
Administrador
's
features
ended
by
affecting
adversely
his
power
of
masterful
expression
.
Charles
Gould
had
repeated
:
"
The
Government
can
certainly
bring
about
the
destruction
of
the
San
Tome
mine
if
it
likes
;
but
without
me
it
can
do
nothing
else
.
"
It
was
an
alarming
pronouncement
,
and
well
calculated
to
hurt
the
sensibilities
of
a
politician
whose
mind
is
bent
upon
the
spoils
of
victory
.
And
Charles
Gould
said
also
that
the
destruction
of
the
San
Tome
mine
would
cause
the
ruin
of
other
undertakings
,
the
withdrawal
of
European
capital
,
the
withholding
,
most
probably
,
of
the
last
instalment
of
the
foreign
loan
.
That
stony
fiend
of
a
man
said
all
these
things
(
which
were
accessible
to
His
Excellency
's
intelligence
)
in
a
coldblooded
manner
which
made
one
shudder
.
