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Chapter 8
“AndwouldDonCarloshavebeencontentifIhadsurrenderedthistreasure?”
“Ishouldnotwonderiftheywereallofthatwayofthinkingnow,”thedoctorsaid,grimly.“Iwasneverconsulted.Decoudhadithisownway.Theireyesareopenedbythistime,Ishouldthink.IforoneknowthatifthatsilverturnedupthismomentmiraculouslyashoreIwouldgiveittoSotillo.And,asthingsstand,Iwouldbeapproved.”
“Turnedupmiraculously,”repeatedtheCapatazverylow;thenraisedhisvoice.“That,senor,wouldbeagreatermiraclethananysaintcouldperform.”
“Ibelieveyou,Capataz,”saidthedoctor,drily.
HewentontodevelophisviewofSotillo’sdangerousinfluenceuponthesituation.AndtheCapataz,listeningasifinadream,felthimselfofaslittleaccountastheindistinct,motionlessshapeofthedeadmanwhomhesawuprightunderthebeam,withhisairoflisteningalso,disregarded,forgotten,likeaterribleexampleofneglect.
“Wasitforanunconsideredandfoolishwhimthattheycametome,then?”heinterruptedsuddenly.“HadInotdoneenoughforthemtobeofsomeaccount,porDios?Isitthatthehombresfinos—thegentlemen—neednotthinkaslongasthereisamanofthepeoplereadytoriskhisbodyandsoul?Or,perhaps,wehavenosouls—likedogs?”
“TherewasDecoud,too,withhisplan,”thedoctorremindedhimagain.
