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They turned back, and after she had slipped her hand onhis arm, the first words he pronounced were—‘It’s lucky that we shall be able to settle in a coast town.You’ve heard its name. It is Sulaco. I am so glad poor fatherdid get that house. He bought a big house there yearsago, in order that there should always be a Casa Gould inthe principal town of what used to be called the OccidentalProvince. I lived there once, as a small boy, with my dearmother, for a whole year, while poor father was away in theUnited States on business. You shall be the new mistress ofthe Casa Gould.’And later, in the inhabited corner of the Palazzo abovethe vineyards, the marble hills, the pines and olives ofLucca, he also said—‘The name of Gould has been always highly respected inSulaco. My uncle Harry was chief of the State for some time,and has left a great name amongst the first families. By thisI mean the pure Creole families, who take no part in themiserable farce of governments. Uncle Harry was no adventurer.In Costaguana we Goulds are no adventurers. He wasof the country, and he loved it, but he remained essentiallyan Englishman in his ideas. He made use of the political cryof his time. It was Federation. But he was no politician. Hesimply stood up for social order out of pure love for rationalliberty and from his hate of oppression. There was no nonsenseabout him. He went to work in his own way because itseemed right, just as I feel I must lay hold of that mine.’In such words he talked to her because his memory wasvery full of the country of his childhood, his heart of his life