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Alzugaray was studying law too, and had obtained a clerkship in a Ministry. Alzugaray got drunk on music. His great enthusiasm was for playing the 'cello. Caesar used to call on him at his office and at home. The clerks at the Ministry seemed to Caesar to form part of an inferior human race. At Alzugaray's house, Caesar felt at home.
Among his fellow-students Caesar had an intimate friend, Ignacio Alzugaray, to whom he confided and explained his prejudices and doubts. Alzugaray was not a boarder, but a day-scholar. Ignacio brought anti-clerical periodicals to school, which Caesar read with enthusiasm. His sojourn in a religious college was producing a frantic hatred for priests in young Moncada.
They took the train at night and they chatted as they went along in it. Caesar explained to Alzugaray the difficulties he had had to overcome in order that the Workmen's Club could be reinstituted, and went on detailing his projects for the future. "Do you believe the town is going to be transformed?" asked Alzugaray. "Yes, certainly!" said Caesar, staring at his friend.
"I have continually near me in the hotel," wrote Caesar to Alzugaray, "two absurd fellows: one is one of those stout red Germans with a square head; the other a fine slim Norwegian. The German, who is a captain in some service or other, is a restless man, always busy about what the devil I don't know.
It is not worth the trouble of losing one's time staying here." Caesar went to London, always with the firm intention of going into something. From time to time he wrote a long letter to Ignacio Alzugaray, telling him his impressions of politics and financial questions.
"Would you like to come to Castro?" Caesar said to Alzugaray. "What are you going to do there?" "We are going to open a Club." "Are you going to speak?" "Yes." "All right. Let's go, so that I can hear you. Probably you will do it badly enough." "It's possible." "And what you say won't please anybody." "That's possible, too. But that makes no difference. You will come?" "Yes.
Caesar noticed that this plan did not appeal to the mistress of the house, and he said: "One should be moderate in all things. I am going home to bed." After this somewhat pedantic phrase, which to Don Calixto seemed a pearl, Caesar took leave of his new acquaintances with a great deal of ceremony and coolness. Alzugaray said he would remain a while longer.
"We may hope so," said Caesar. "All right, let's hope sleeping." They ordered the porter to prepare two berths in the car, and they both lay down. In the morning Caesar went to the dressing-room, and a short while later came back clean and dressed up as if he were at a ball. "How spruce you are!" Alzugaray said to him. "Yes, that's because they will come to receive me at the station." "Honestly?"
Alzugaray asserted that, without taking it upon him to say whether his friend's ideas were good or bad, they had no practical value; but Caesar insisted once and many times on the advantages he saw in his metaphysics. Caesar remained in the same sphere during the whole period of his law course, always seeking, according to his own words, to add one wheel more to his machine.
The girl took off her cap and the veil she wore in the automobile, and seated herself between Don Calixto's daughters. Alzugaray looked her over. Amparito really was attractive; she had a short nose, bright black eyes, red lips too thick, white teeth, and smooth cheeks. She wore her hair down, in ringlets; but in spite of her infantile get-up, one saw that she was already a woman.
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