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"
Why
not
,
indeed
?
"
he
reechoed
,
sardonically
.
"
Then
the
safe
thing
for
you
is
to
kill
me
on
the
spot
.
I
would
defend
myself
.
But
you
may
just
as
well
know
I
am
going
about
unarmed
.
"
"
Por
Dios
!
"
said
the
Capataz
,
passionately
.
"
You
fine
people
are
all
alike
.
All
dangerous
.
All
betrayers
of
the
poor
who
are
your
dogs
.
"
"
You
do
not
understand
,
"
began
the
doctor
,
slowly
.
"
I
understand
you
all
!
"
cried
the
other
with
a
violent
movement
,
as
shadowy
to
the
doctor
's
eyes
as
the
persistent
immobility
of
the
late
Senor
Hirsch
.
"
A
poor
man
amongst
you
has
got
to
look
after
himself
.
I
say
that
you
do
not
care
for
those
that
serve
you
.
Look
at
me
!
After
all
these
years
,
suddenly
,
here
I
find
myself
like
one
of
these
curs
that
bark
outside
the
walls
--
without
a
kennel
or
a
dry
bone
for
my
teeth
.
(
Caramba
!
"
But
he
relented
with
a
contemptuous
fairness
.
"
Of
course
,
"
he
went
on
,
quietly
,
"
I
do
not
suppose
that
you
would
hasten
to
give
me
up
to
Sotillo
,
for
example
.
It
is
not
that
.
It
is
that
I
am
nothing
!
Suddenly
--
"
He
swung
his
arm
downwards
.
"
Nothing
to
any
one
,
"
he
repeated
.
The
doctor
breathed
freely
.
"
Listen
,
Capataz
,
"
he
said
,
stretching
out
his
arm
almost
affectionately
towards
Nostromo
's
shoulder
.
"
I
am
going
to
tell
you
a
very
simple
thing
.
You
are
safe
because
you
are
needed
.
I
would
not
give
you
away
for
any
conceivable
reason
,
because
I
want
you
.
"
In
the
dark
Nostromo
bit
his
lip
.
He
had
heard
enough
of
that
.
He
knew
what
that
meant
.
No
more
of
that
for
him
.
But
he
had
to
look
after
himself
now
,
he
thought
.
And
he
thought
,
too
,
that
it
would
not
be
prudent
to
part
in
anger
from
his
companion
.
The
doctor
,
admitted
to
be
a
great
healer
,
had
,
amongst
the
populace
of
Sulaco
,
the
reputation
of
being
an
evil
sort
of
man
.
It
was
based
solidly
on
his
personal
appearance
,
which
was
strange
,
and
on
his
rough
ironic
manner
--
proofs
visible
,
sensible
,
and
incontrovertible
of
the
doctor
's
malevolent
disposition
.
And
Nostromo
was
of
the
people
.
So
he
only
grunted
incredulously
.
"
You
,
to
speak
plainly
,
are
the
only
man
,
"
the
doctor
pursued
.
"
It
is
in
your
power
to
save
this
town
and
...
everybody
from
the
destructive
rapacity
of
men
who
--
"
"
No
,
senor
,
"
said
Nostromo
,
sullenly
.
"
It
is
not
in
my
power
to
get
the
treasure
back
for
you
to
give
up
to
Sotillo
,
or
Pedrito
,
or
Gamacho
.
What
do
I
know
?
"
"
Nobody
expects
the
impossible
,
"
was
the
answer
.
