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I believe they were sworn to secrecy. Their talk, however, was the talk of sordid buccaneers: it was reckless without hardihood, greedy without audacity, and cruel without courage; there was not an atom of foresight or of serious intention in the whole batch of them, and they did not seem aware these things are wanted for the work of the world. To tear treasure out of the bowels of the land was their desire, with no more moral purpose at the back of it than there is in burglars breaking into a safe. Who paid the expenses of the noble enterprise I don’t know; but the uncle of our manager was leader of that lot.

“En su aspecto se parecía al carnicero de un barrio pobre, y sus ojos tenían una mirada de astucia somnolienta. Llevaba su panza gorda con ostentación sobre sus piernas cortas, y durante el tiempo que su banda infestó la estación no hablaba con nadie salvo con su sobrino. Se podía ver a estos dos merodeando todo el día con las cabezas juntas en una charla eterna.

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