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"
Incorrigible
!
"
Mrs.
Gould
,
with
a
look
upwards
,
dropped
wearily
on
her
lap
her
white
hands
flashing
with
the
gold
and
stones
of
many
rings
.
"
Conspiring
.
Yes
!
"
said
the
doctor
.
"
The
last
of
the
Avellanos
and
the
last
of
the
Corbelans
are
conspiring
with
the
refugees
from
Sta
.
Marta
that
flock
here
after
every
revolution
.
The
Cafe
Lambroso
at
the
corner
of
the
Plaza
is
full
of
them
;
you
can
hear
their
chatter
across
the
street
like
the
noise
of
a
parrothouse
.
They
are
conspiring
for
the
invasion
of
Costaguana
.
And
do
you
know
where
they
go
for
strength
,
for
the
necessary
force
?
To
the
secret
societies
amongst
immigrants
and
natives
,
where
Nostromo
--
I
should
say
Captain
Fidanza
--
is
the
great
man
.
What
gives
him
that
position
?
Who
can
say
?
Genius
?
He
has
genius
.
He
is
greater
with
the
populace
than
ever
he
was
before
.
It
is
as
if
he
had
some
secret
power
;
some
mysterious
means
to
keep
up
his
influence
.
He
holds
conferences
with
the
Archbishop
,
as
in
those
old
days
which
you
and
I
remember
.
Barrios
is
useless
.
But
for
a
military
head
they
have
the
pious
Hernandez
.
And
they
may
raise
the
country
with
the
new
cry
of
the
wealth
for
the
people
.
"
"
Will
there
be
never
any
peace
?
Will
there
be
no
rest
?
"
Mrs.
Gould
whispered
.
"
I
thought
that
we
--
--
"
"
No
!
"
interrupted
the
doctor
.
"
There
is
no
peace
and
no
rest
in
the
development
of
material
interests
.
They
have
their
law
,
and
their
justice
.
But
it
is
founded
on
expediency
,
and
is
inhuman
;
it
is
without
rectitude
,
without
the
continuity
and
the
force
that
can
be
found
only
in
a
moral
principle
.
Mrs.
Gould
,
the
time
approaches
when
all
that
the
Gould
Concession
stands
for
shall
weigh
as
heavily
upon
the
people
as
the
barbarism
,
cruelty
,
and
misrule
of
a
few
years
back
.
"
"
How
can
you
say
that
,
Dr.
Monygham
?
"
she
cried
out
,
as
if
hurt
in
the
most
sensitive
place
of
her
soul
.
"
I
can
say
what
is
true
,
"
the
doctor
insisted
,
obstinately
.
"
It
'll
weigh
as
heavily
,
and
provoke
resentment
,
bloodshed
,
and
vengeance
,
because
the
men
have
grown
different
.
Do
you
think
that
now
the
mine
would
march
upon
the
town
to
save
their
Senor
Administrador
?
Do
you
think
that
?
"
She
pressed
the
backs
of
her
entwined
hands
on
her
eyes
and
murmured
hopelessly
--
