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fulness for an imbecile whim of some sort. ‘I tell you youshall not. I would rather——‘He stopped at loss for words, feeling fagged out, powerless,holding on to Nostromo’s sleeve, absolutely for supportafter his run.‘I am betrayed!’ muttered the Capataz to himself; andthe doctor, who overheard the last word, made an effort tospeak calmly.‘That is exactly what would happen to you. You would bebetrayed.’He thought with a sickening dread that the man was sowell known that he could not escape recognition. The houseof the Senor Administrador was beset by spies, no doubt.And even the very servants of the casa were not to be trusted.‘Reflect, Capataz,’ he said, impressively…. ‘What are youlaughing at?’‘I am laughing to think that if somebody that did notapprove of my presence in town, for instance—you understand,senor doctor—if somebody were to give me up toPedrito, it would not be beyond my power to make friendseven with him. It is true. What do you think of that?’‘You are a man of infinite resource, Capataz,’ said Dr.Monygham, dismally. ‘I recognize that. But the town is fullof talk about you; and those few Cargadores that are notin hiding with the railway people have been shouting ‘VivaMontero’ on the Plaza all day.’‘My poor Cargadores!’ muttered Nostromo. ‘Betrayed!Betrayed!’‘I understand that on the wharf you were pretty free in