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much of the ignominy of the situation. At bottom, perhaps,he suffered from it, for he was not a man of cowardly illusions,but he refused to discuss the ethical view with hiswife. He trusted that, though a little disenchanted, shewould be intelligent enough to understand that his charactersafeguarded the enterprise of their lives as much ormore than his policy. The extraordinary development of themine had put a great power into his hands. To feel that prosperityalways at the mercy of unintelligent greed had grownirksome to him. To Mrs. Gould it was humiliating. At anyrate, it was dangerous. In the confidential communicationspassing between Charles Gould, the King of Sulaco, andthe head of the silver and steel interests far away in California,the conviction was growing that any attempt made bymen of education and integrity ought to be discreetly supported.‘You may tell your friend Avellanos that I think so,’Mr. Holroyd had written at the proper moment from his inviolablesanctuary within the eleven-storey high factory ofgreat affairs. And shortly afterwards, with a credit openedby the Third Southern Bank (located next door but one tothe Holroyd Building), the Ribierist party in Costaguanatook a practical shape under the eye of the administratorof the San Tome mine. And Don Jose, the hereditary friendof the Gould family, could say: ‘Perhaps, my dear Carlos, Ishall not have believed in vain.’