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Decoud
spoke
in
French
,
perhaps
because
of
Ignacio
on
the
box
above
him
;
the
old
coachman
,
with
his
broad
back
filling
a
short
,
silver-braided
jacket
,
had
a
big
pair
of
ears
,
whose
thick
rims
stood
well
away
from
his
cropped
head
.
"
Yes
,
the
noise
outside
the
city
wall
is
new
,
but
the
principle
is
old
.
"
He
ruminated
his
discontent
for
a
while
,
then
began
afresh
with
a
sidelong
glance
at
Antonia
--
"
No
,
but
just
imagine
our
forefathers
in
morions
and
corselets
drawn
up
outside
this
gate
,
and
a
band
of
adventurers
just
landed
from
their
ships
in
the
harbour
there
.
Thieves
,
of
course
.
Speculators
,
too
.
Their
expeditions
,
each
one
,
were
the
speculations
of
grave
and
reverend
persons
in
England
.
That
is
history
,
as
that
absurd
sailor
Mitchell
is
always
saying
.
"
"
Mitchell
's
arrangements
for
the
embarkation
of
the
troops
were
excellent
!
"
exclaimed
Don
Jose
.
"
That
!
--
that
!
oh
,
that
's
really
the
work
of
that
Genoese
seaman
!
But
to
return
to
my
noises
;
there
used
to
be
in
the
old
days
the
sound
of
trumpets
outside
that
gate
.
War
trumpets
!
I
'm
sure
they
were
trumpets
.
I
have
read
somewhere
that
Drake
,
who
was
the
greatest
of
these
men
,
used
to
dine
alone
in
his
cabin
on
board
ship
to
the
sound
of
trumpets
.
In
those
days
this
town
was
full
of
wealth
.
Those
men
came
to
take
it
.
Now
the
whole
land
is
like
a
treasure-house
,
and
all
these
people
are
breaking
into
it
,
whilst
we
are
cutting
each
other
's
throats
.
The
only
thing
that
keeps
them
out
is
mutual
jealousy
.
But
they
'll
come
to
an
agreement
some
day
--
and
by
the
time
we
've
settled
our
quarrels
and
become
decent
and
honourable
,
there
'll
be
nothing
left
for
us
.
It
has
always
been
the
same
.
We
are
a
wonderful
people
,
but
it
has
always
been
our
fate
to
be
"
--
he
did
not
say
"
robbed
,
"
but
added
,
after
a
pause
--
"
exploited
!
"
Mrs.
Gould
said
,
"
Oh
,
this
is
unjust
!
"
And
Antonia
interjected
,
"
Do
n't
answer
him
,
Emilia
.
He
is
attacking
me
.
"
"
You
surely
do
not
think
I
was
attacking
Don
Carlos
!
"
Decoud
answered
.
