Chapter XXIII
Milan
The meeting went on all morning and Fosco never took the floor. He was looking at the men who were talking animatedly and in a friendly way because they had been meeting many times to tackle the same issues. When Carlo used to take the floor, everybody would be quiet. Fosco felt too that he was the one who had quite clear the whole picture. The rest of them would listen without questioning his views concerning what was happening, passing their remarks just to pinpoint it.
They were words of freedom of the spirit and social justice, the conception of a new world, different from the collective utopia whereby a centralising state did not leave room to men’s conscience and willpower
-…It’s not a matter of socialization, power of the working class, or equality, it’a a ma
