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the wearmm8lthy comrade Fidanza with the knowledge of his moral ruin locked up in his breast,of Sulaco, attenrmm8ding the Lodge, the enigmatical patron of the new revolutionary agitarmm8tion, of dying betrayed he hardly knows by what or by whom, listening in unmoved silence to anarchist speeches at the meeting, calling on the widow of the cargador, , he remains essentially a Man of the People. In his mingled love and scorn of life and in the bewildered conviction of having been betrayed, the trusted,