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"
I
've
made
my
career
--
as
you
see
,
"
said
the
Inspector-General
of
State
Hospitals
,
taking
up
lightly
the
lapels
of
his
superfine
black
coat
.
The
doctor
's
self-respect
marked
inwardly
by
the
almost
complete
disappearance
from
his
dreams
of
Father
Beron
appeared
visibly
in
what
,
by
contrast
with
former
carelessness
,
seemed
an
immoderate
cult
of
personal
appearance
.
Carried
out
within
severe
limits
of
form
and
colour
,
and
in
perpetual
freshness
,
this
change
of
apparel
gave
to
Dr.
Monygham
an
air
at
the
same
time
professional
and
festive
;
while
his
gait
and
the
unchanged
crabbed
character
of
his
face
acquired
from
it
a
startling
force
of
incongruity
.
"
Yes
,
"
he
went
on
.
"
We
all
had
our
rewards
--
the
engineer-in-chief
,
Captain
Mitchell
--
--
"
"
We
saw
him
,
"
interrupted
Mrs.
Gould
,
in
her
charming
voice
.
"
The
poor
dear
man
came
up
from
the
country
on
purpose
to
call
on
us
in
our
hotel
in
London
.
He
comported
himself
with
great
dignity
,
but
I
fancy
he
regrets
Sulaco
.
He
rambled
feebly
about
'
historical
events
'
till
I
felt
I
could
have
a
cry
.
"
"
H
'm
,
"
grunted
the
doctor
;
"
getting
old
,
I
suppose
.
Even
Nostromo
is
getting
older
--
though
he
is
not
changed
.
And
,
speaking
of
that
fellow
,
I
wanted
to
tell
you
something
--
--
"
For
some
time
the
house
had
been
full
of
murmurs
,
of
agitation
.
Suddenly
the
two
gardeners
,
busy
with
rose
trees
at
the
side
of
the
garden
arch
,
fell
upon
their
knees
with
bowed
heads
on
the
passage
of
Antonia
Avellanos
,
who
appeared
walking
beside
her
uncle
.
Invested
with
the
red
hat
after
a
short
visit
to
Rome
,
where
he
had
been
invited
by
the
Propaganda
,
Father
Corbelan
,
missionary
to
the
wild
Indians
,
conspirator
,
friend
and
patron
of
Hernandez
the
robber
,
advanced
with
big
,
slow
strides
,
gaunt
and
leaning
forward
,
with
his
powerful
hands
clasped
behind
his
back
.
The
first
Cardinal-Archbishop
of
Sulaco
had
preserved
his
fanatical
and
morose
air
;
the
aspect
of
a
chaplain
of
bandits
.
It
was
believed
that
his
unexpected
elevation
to
the
purple
was
a
counter-move
to
the
Protestant
invasion
of
Sulaco
organized
by
the
Holroyd
Missionary
Fund
.
Antonia
,
the
beauty
of
her
face
as
if
a
little
blurred
,
her
figure
slightly
fuller
,
advanced
with
her
light
walk
and
her
high
serenity
,
smiling
from
a
distance
at
Mrs.
Gould
.
She
had
brought
her
uncle
over
to
see
dear
Emilia
,
without
ceremony
,
just
for
a
moment
before
the
siesta
.
When
all
were
seated
again
,
Dr.
Monygham
,
who
had
come
to
dislike
heartily
everybody
who
approached
Mrs.
Gould
with
any
intimacy
,
kept
aside
,
pretending
to
be
lost
in
profound
meditation
.
A
louder
phrase
of
Antonia
made
him
lift
his
head
.
"
How
can
we
abandon
,
groaning
under
oppression
,
those
who
have
been
our
countrymen
only
a
few
years
ago
,
who
are
our
countrymen
now
?
"
Miss
Avellanos
was
saying
.
"
How
can
we
remain
blind
,
and
deaf
without
pity
to
the
cruel
wrongs
suffered
by
our
brothers
?
There
is
a
remedy
.
"
