And he regained his composure. He regained it

easily.! 'uiU-vrr happened liis honor of an old r of Pacz was safe. He had promised Ch Gould that at the approach of an armed force he would defend the gorge just long enough to give himself time to destroy scientifically the whole plant, buildings, and workshops of the mine with heavy charges of dynamite; block with ruins the main tunnel, break down the path- ways, blow up the dam of the water-power, shatter the famous Gould Concession into fragments, flying sky- high out of a horrified world. The mine had got hold of Charles Gould with a grip as deadly as ever it had laid upon his father. But this extreme resolution had seemed to Don Pe"pe the most natural thing in the world. His measures had been taken with judgment. Everything was prepared with a careful completeness. And Don Pépé folded his hands pacifically on his sword-hilt and nodded at the priest. In his excite- ment Father Roman had flung snuff in handfuls at his face, and, all besmeared with tobacco, round-eyed, and beside himself, had got out of the hammock to walk about, uttering exclamations. Don Pdpe" stroked his gray and pendent mustache, whose fine ends hung far below the clean-cut line of his jaw, and spoke with a conscious pride in his repu- tation. "So, padre, I don't know what will happen. But I know that, as long as I am here, Don Carlos can speak to that macaque, Pedrito Montero, and threaten the destruction of the mine with perfect assurance that he will be taken seriously. For people know

me."