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This was indeed the time for men of intellect and conscienceto rally round the endangered cause.It was then that Martin Decoud, the adopted child ofWestern Europe, felt the absolute change of atmosphere. Hesubmitted to being embraced and talked to without a word.He was moved in spite of himself by that note of passionand sorrow unknown on the more refined stage of Europeanpolitics. But when the tall Antonia, advancing with herlight step in the dimness of the big bare Sala of the Avellanoshouse, offered him her hand (in her emancipated way),and murmured, ‘I am glad to see you here, Don Martin,’he felt how impossible it would be to tell these two peoplethat he had intended to go away by the next month’s packet.Don Jose, meantime, continued his praises. Every accessionadded to public confidence, and, besides, what an exampleto the young men at home from the brilliant defender ofthe country’s regeneration, the worthy expounder of theparty’s political faith before the world! Everybody had readthe magnificent article in the famous Parisian Review. Theworld was now informed: and the author’s appearance atthis moment was like a public act of faith. Young Decoudfelt overcome by a feeling of impatient confusion. His planhad been to return by way of the United States through California,visit Yellowstone Park, see Chicago, Niagara, havea look at Canada, perhaps make a short stay in New York,a longer one in Newport, use his letters of introduction.The pressure of Antonia’s hand was so frank, the tone ofher voice was so unexpectedly unchanged in its approvingwarmth, that all he found to say after his low bow was—