You yourself have said it, Gabriel, seeing our poverty.

Our children die of hunger on their mother's knees, while these idols are covered with wealth, come along, Gabriel, do not let us lose any more time." "Come along, uncle," said the Tato, "have a little courage.

You must admit we ignorant people know how to manage things when it comes to the point." Gabriel was not listening to them; surprise had made him fall into a reverie of self-examination.

He thought--terrified of the great error he had committed--he saw an immense gulf opening between himself and those he had believed to be his disciples.

He remembered his brother's words.