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"
And
yet
,
"
said
Byerley
,
"
Rome
fell
eventually
,
and
the
opium
dream
was
over
.
"
"
There
are
no
longer
barbarians
to
overthrow
civilization
.
"
"
We
can
be
our
own
barbarians
.
Madame
Szegeczowska
.
-
Oh
,
I
meant
to
ask
you
.
The
Almaden
mercury
mines
have
fallen
off
quite
badly
in
production
.
Surely
the
ores
are
not
declining
more
rapidly
than
anticipated
?
"
The
little
woman
's
gray
eyes
fastened
shrewdly
on
Byerley
,
"
Barbarians
--
the
fall
of
civilization
--
possible
failure
of
the
Machine
.
Your
thought
processes
are
very
transparent
,
monsieur
.
"
"
Are
they
?
"
Byerley
smiled
.
"
I
see
that
I
should
have
had
men
to
deal
with
as
hitherto
.
-
You
consider
the
Almaden
affair
to
be
the
fault
of
the
Machine
?
"
"
Not
at
all
,
but
I
think
you
do
.
You
,
yourself
,
are
a
native
of
the
Northern
Region
.
The
Central
Co-ordination
Office
is
at
New
York
.
-
And
I
have
noticed
for
quite
a
while
that
you
Northerners
lack
somewhat
of
faith
in
the
Machine
.
"
"
We
do
?
"
"
There
is
your
'
Society
for
Humanity
'
which
is
strong
in
the
North
,
but
naturally
fails
to
find
many
recruits
in
tired
,
old
Europe
,
which
is
quite
willing
to
let
feeble
Humanity
alone
for
a
while
.
Surely
,
you
are
one
of
the
confident
North
and
not
one
of
the
cynical
old
continent
.
"
"
This
has
a
connection
with
Almaden
?
"
