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Two days later Caesar saw a big headline on the first page of the Conservative newspaper of the Capital, which said: "Moncada is about to retire." Amparito applauded her husband's decision, and Caesar made melancholy plans for the future, founded on the renunciation of all struggle. A few days later Caesar received a letter from Castro Duro which made him quiver. It was signed by Dr.
"If I were, I should make love to you, because you are rich." "And do you suppose I would respond?" "I don't know, but I should try it, as others do; and you can see that I don't try." Amparito bit her lips and said ironically: "Are you reserving yourself for my cousin Adelaida?" "I am not reserving myself for anybody." "We couldn't say that you are very amiable." "That is true.
He chose a light paper for the walls, some coloured engravings, and Empire furniture. Female friends found the room very well done. Amparito used to tell them: "Yes, Caesar had it done like this," as if that were a weighty argument with everybody. Amparito and her father persuaded Caesar that he ought to open an office. All the people in Castro lamented that Caesar did not practise law.
"What's the matter?" he exclaimed. "I came to get something Laura forgot," said Amparito. "She forgot something?" asked Caesar stupidly. "Yes," replied Amparito; and added, addressing the old woman: "Go see if there is a little glass box in Senorita Laura's room." The old woman went out, and Amparito, looking at Caesar, who was on his feet watching her nervously, said: "Do you still hate me?"
"You hate me already." "No. You are mistaken." "Yes. I believe if you could, you would strike me." "No, the most I should do would be to shut you up in a dark room." "You are an odious, antipathetic man. I thought I rather liked you, but I only hate you." "You know already, Amparito, that I am a candidate for Deputy, but not one for you." "All right. All right.
One afternoon when Caesar was alone in the garden, a very buxom woman appeared before him, wearing a mantilla and dressed in black. "I came in without anybody seeing me," she said. "Your porter, 'Wild Piglet, let me pass. I know that Amparito is not here." She didn't say "Your wife," or "Your lady," but "Amparito." "Tell me what you want," said Caesar, looking at the woman with a certain dread.
His life was completely veiled; he was not seen at first nights, or in salons, or on the promenade; he was a man apparently forgotten, lost to Madrid life. Sometimes on coming out of the Chamber he would see Amparito in an automobile; she would look for him with her eyes, and smile; he would take his hat off ostentatiously, with a low bow.
The two friends' return trip to Madrid was scarcely agreeable. Alzugaray was offended at Caesar's personal success with Amparito; Caesar understood his comrade's mental attitude and didn't know what to say or do. To them both the journey seemed long and unpleasant, and when they reached their destination, they were glad to separate.
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.
Caesar had a seat assigned between Don Calixto's elder daughter and Amparito, and Alzugaray one between the second daughter and the judge's girl. A few moments before they sat down, Amparito went running out of the gallery into the garden. "Where has that child gone?" asked Don Calixto's wife. "Something or other has occurred to her," said Amparito's father, laughing.
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