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Sharing in the anti-priestly freethought of the masses,
       his mind used the pious formula from the superficial force
       of habit, but with a deep-seated sincerity. The popular mind
       is incapable of scepticism; and that incapacity delivers their
       helpless strength to the wiles of swindlers and to the pitiless
       enthusiasms of leaders inspired by visions of a high destiny.
       She was dead. But would God consent to receive her soul?
       She  had  died  without  confession  or  absolution,  because
       he had not been willing to spare her another moment of
       his time. His scorn of priests as priests remained; but after
       all, it was impossible to know whether what they affirmed
       was not true. Power, punishment, pardon, are simple and
       credible notions. The magnificent Capataz de Cargadores,
       deprived of certain simple realities, such as the admiration
       of women, the adulation of men, the admired publicity of
       his life, was ready to feel the burden of sacrilegious guilt de-
       scend upon his shoulders.
          Bareheaded, in a thin shirt and drawers, he felt the lin-
       gering warmth of the fine sand under the soles of his feet.
       The narrow strand gleamed far ahead in a long curve, de-
       fining the outline of this wild side of the harbour. He flitted
       along the shore like a pursued shadow between the sombre
       palm-groves and the sheet of water lying as still as death on
       his right hand. He strode with headlong haste in the silence
       and solitude as though he had forgotten all prudence and
       caution. But he knew that on this side of the water he ran
       no risk of discovery. The only inhabitant was a lonely, silent,
       apathetic Indian in charge of the palmarias, who brought
       sometimes a load of cocoanuts to the town for sale. He lived
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