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"Yes. That is to say, I believe it can purify it; that it can cast out of this pragmatism, as you call it, all that is wrong, absurd, and false and keep what good there may be." "And for you the absurd and false is Catholic morality."
"It is."
"You are not willing to discuss whether Catholicism is true or is a lie; you consider it a ruinous doctrine which produces decadence. I have been told that you have stated that on various occasions."
"It is true. I have said so."
"Then we do not agree. Catholicism is useful; Catholicism is efficient."
"For what? For this life?"
"Yes."
"No. Pshaw! It may be useful when it comes to dying? Where there is Catholicism there is ruin and misery."
"Nevertheless, there is no misery in Belgium."
"Certainly there is none, but in that country Catholicism is not what it is in Spain."
"Of course it isn't," exclaimed the friar, shouting, "because what characterizes Spanish Catholicism is Spain, poverty-stricken, fanatic Spain, and not the Catholicism."
"I do not believe we are going to understand each other," replied Caesar; "what seems a cause to me is an effect for you.... Besides, we are getting away from the question. To you Castro's moral and intellectual state seems good, does it not?"
"Yes."
"Well, to me it seems horrifying. Sordid vice, obscure adultery; gambling, bullying, usury, hunger... You think it ought to keep on being just as it was before I was Deputy for the District. Do you not?"
"I do."
"That I have been a disturbance, an enemy to public tranquillity."
"Exactly."
"Well, this state of things that you find admirable, seems to me b.e.s.t.i.a.lly fanatical, repugnantly immoral, repulsively vile."
"Of course, for you are a pessimist about things as they are, like any good revolutionist. You believe that you are going to improve life at Castro. You alone?" "I, united with others."
"And meanwhile you introduce anarchy into the city."
"I introduce anarchy! No. I introduce order. I want to finish with the anarchy already reigning in Castro and make it submit to a thought, to a worthy, n.o.ble thought."
"And by what right do you arrogate to yourself the power to do this?"
"By the right of being the stronger."
"Ah! Good. If you should get to be the weaker, you ought not to complain if we should misuse our strength."
"Complain! When you have been misusing it for thousands of years! At this very moment, we do the talking, we make the protests, but you people give the orders."
"We offset your idiotic behaviour. We stand in the way of your utopias.
Do you think you are going to solve the problem of this earth, and that of Capital? Are you going to solve the s.e.xual question? Are you going to inst.i.tute a society without inequality or injustice, as Dr. Ortigosa said in _La Libertad_ the other day? To me it seems very difficult."
"To me too. But that is what there is to try for."
"And when will you attain so perfect an arrangement, so great a harmony, as the Catholic, created in twenty centuries? When?"
"We shall attain a different, better harmony."
"Oh, I doubt it."
"Naturally. That is just what the pagans might have said to the Christians; and perhaps with reason, because Christianity, compared to paganism, was a retrogression."
"That point we cannot discuss," said Father Lafuerza, getting up.
Caesar got up too.
"In spite of all this, I admire you, because I believe you are sincere,"
said Father Martin. "But I believe you to be dangerous and I should be happy to get you out of Castro."
"I feel the same way about you, and I should also be happy to get you out of here, as an unwholesome element."
"So that we are open, loyal enemies." "Loyal! Pshaw! We are ready to do each other all the harm possible."
"For my part, yes, and in any way," announced the priest with energy.
"I, too," Caesar answered; and he raised the curtain of the office door.
"Don't disturb yourself," said Father Martin.
"Oh, it's no trouble."
"Regards to Amparito."
"Thank you."
The friar hesitated about going out, as if he wanted to return to the attack.
"Afterwards, if you repent..." he said.
"I shall not repent," Caesar coldly replied.
"I will drink peace to you."
"Yes, if I submit. I will drink peace to you too, if I submit."
"You are going to play a dangerous game."
"It will be no less dangerous for you than for me."