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efusing, almost touched by the anxious gaze of the Presidentof the Provincial Assembly. It was not Charles Gould’spolicy to make the San Tome mine a party to any formalproceedings.‘My advice, senores, is that you should wait for your fatein your houses. There is no necessity for you to give yourselvesup formally into Montero’s hands. Submission to theinevitable, as Don Juste calls it, is all very well, but whenthe inevitable is called Pedrito Montero there is no need toexhibit pointedly the whole extent of your surrender. Thefault of this country is the want of measure in politicallife. Flat acquiescence in illegality, followed by sanguinaryreaction—that, senores, is not the way to a stable and prosperousfuture.’Charles Gould stopped before the sad bewildermentof the faces, the wondering, anxious glances of the eyes.The feeling of pity for those men, putting all their trustinto words of some sort, while murder and rapine stalkedover the land, had betrayed him into what seemed emptyloquacity. Don Juste murmured—‘You are abandoning us, Don Carlos…. And yet, parliamentaryinstitutions—‘He could not finish from grief. For a moment he puthis hand over his eyes. Charles Gould, in his fear of emptyloquacity, made no answer to the charge. He returned insilence their ceremonious bows. His taciturnity was his refuge.He understood that what they sought was to get theinfluence of the San Tome mine on their side. They wantedto go on a conciliating errand to the victor under the