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A dim watery moon, the portico of the cathedral, a woman exaggerating her walk.... Pah!... immigrants fearful of the coming snow.... A vigilante strutting like a colonel.... Mournful pampa winds.... The theaters? Sugary Italian opera; a stark Spanish drama, too intense for any but Latins, foreign; debauched vaudeville, incredibly vulgar; or at the concert-hall, sentimental Teutonic and Anglo-Saxon songs, with an audience of grave uncritical exiles--a little pathetic. No! The clubs? Oh, damn the clubs! A blaze of light and raucous voices, ships' masters, ships' chandlers, merchants, discussing the riddle of local politics, and the simony of office; or the price of hides, and freight charges; how a ship's master could turn a pretty penny in bringing out shoddy clothes, or pianos--Jesus! they were crazy for pianos here! Rattle of glasses and striking of matches. Bluff, ceremonious salutations. "Well, captain, what kind of a trip did you make out?" "Pretty fair, captain." "Will you have a little snifter, captain?" "Well, captain, seeing that it's you--" "Paddy, a little of what ails him for the captain--" And after a while the whisky would dissolve the ceremony, and would come nauseating intimacies. "We shipped a stewardess in Hull--" or "There was an Irish girl in the steerage, a raving beauty, and when I saw her, I said: Wait. So--" They were all the same. Give them whisky and time and the talk would come around to easy money and easy women. All were the same, bluff, sentimental, animal, all but the one or two hawk-eyed, close-lipped men who came and went silently, who drank little and drank by themselves. These men made the really big money, but it wasn't easy; they took a chance with their lives, smuggling slaves from Africa for the Argentine plantations, or silver from Chile and Peru. But as for the rest, easy money, easy women! Well, what was Campbell fussing about? Wasn't he too making easy money, bringing agricultural steel and cotton goods here and taking away his tally of hides? And as to easy women, wasn't there Hedda Hagen? Section 4 A ship's master had introduced him to her at a band concert in one of the public squares--a tall Amazonian woman with her hair white as corn, and eyes the strange light blue of ice. Her head was uptilted--a brave woman. The introduction had a smirking ceremony about it that defined Froken Hagen's position as though in so many words. Her bow was as
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