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Updated: May 6, 2025
"They know nothing, they understand nothing, and still they talk authoritatively about everything." Alzugaray put up with the downpour as if it had no reference to him, looking over a newspaper; and when the doctor was in the thick of his discourse, Alzugaray got up, shook hands with the bookseller, thanked him, and left the shop.
Nevertheless, I am going to leave you two thousand pesetas, and if you think well, you can use it as you choose." "All right," said Alzugaray, pleased at Caesar's confidence in his talents for speculation. "In case I need any information which had best not be public," Caesar went on, "I will wire you in code. Do you know the Aran code?" "No." "I will give it to you, directly, at my house.
They went to the Bank, to the paying teller, and Caesar drew out twenty thousand pesetas of his few months' winnings on the market. "You are not going to play at all, this month?" asked Alzugaray. "No, not this month." They left the Bank. "I will wire you my address in Paris," said Caesar. "Very good. And nothing is to be done?" "No. That is to say, my partner and I are not going to play.
"I have had the curiosity," Caesar wrote to his friend Alzugaray, "to inform myself about the life of the Borgias, and going on from one to another, I reached Saint Francis Borgia; and from Saint Francis I have gone backwards to Saint Ignatius Loyola.
The early autumn weather was of enchanting softness and sweetness. Caesar and Alzugaray were very smart and elegant, with creases in their trousers: Caesar dressed in black, with the ceremonious aspect that suits a grave man; Alzugaray in a light suit with a coloured handkerchief in his breast pocket. "I think we are 'gentlemen' today," said Caesar. "It seems so to me."
Caesar was gallantly attentive to the wants of Don Calixto's elder daughter, and less gallantly so to his other neighbour Amparito; the mayor's son, despite the fact that his official mission was to court one of Don Calixto's girls, looked more at Amparito than at his intended, and Alzugaray listened smilingly to the young person's sallies.
Once in a while Caesar went out in the evening after dinner. There was scant animation in the streets, theatres didn't interest him, and he would soon return to the hotel salon to chat with the Countess Brenda. Later, in his room, he would write to Alzugaray, giving him his impressions.
The old man was tall, stooped, grizzled, with a prominent nose and a beard trimmed to a point. "But you have stuck firmly to your post," said Alzugaray. "Having been a soldier must do something for a man," replied the bookseller. "He learns not to draw back in the face of danger. And this is my life.
"Well, there's nothing wrong with me, boy." "You should know that there's a splendid chance to make some money, today." "My dear fellow!" "Yes, and we haven't done anything in the market, except one miserable little operation." "And why do you think there is such a good chance?" "Because there is, because everybody can see it," said Alzugaray.
It is clear that in reality everything is in motion; but within the relative truth of our ideas we are able to believe that there are some things in repose and others in action. Isn't that so?" "Yes. That is, I think so," replied Alzugaray, who was beginning to wonder if the whole earth was trembling under his feet. "Good!" Caesar continued.
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