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Updated: June 28, 2025
The devil! What speed!" exclaimed Alzugaray. "But you are not eating any supper. Don't you intend to take anything?" "No. I am going to see if I can sleep. Listen, day after tomorrow we are both invited to dine at Don Calixto's." "Me, too?" "Yes; I told them that you are a rich tourist, and they want to know you." "And what am I to do there?"
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.
The judge, who was a friend of Don Calixto's, was transferred; so were some clerks of the court; and the Count of la Sauceda, the famous boss, was soon able to realize that his protege was firing against him. "I have nourished a serpent in my bosom," said Don Calixto; "but I know how I can grind its head."
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 could not permit a young girl to make fun of him and combat his ideas for her own amusement. "Let's see, Moneada," Amparito said to him one day in the gallery at Don Calixto's. "What are your political plans?" "You wouldn't understand them," replied Caesar. "Why not? Do you think I am so stupid?" "No. It is merely that politics are not a matter for children." "Ah!
They entered the house and were ushered into the drawing-room. The majority of the guests were already there; the proper introductions and bows took place. Caesar stayed in the group of men, who remained standing, and Alzugaray went over to enter the sphere of Don Calixto's wife and the judge's wife.
Despite his ambitious plans and the desire he had that the question of his candidacy should be definitely settled, Amparito's letter interested him much more than Don Calixto's. A new, disturbing element was coming into his life, without any warning and without any reason. He said nothing about Amparito's letter to his friend Alzugaray.
What enchanted Laura was the wild garden at Don Calixto's house, with its pomegranates and laurels, its tower above the river, full of climbing plants and oleanders. "You ought to buy this house," she used to tell Caesar. "It would cost a good deal." "Pshaw! You could arrange that wonderfully. You would get married and live here like a prince." "Get married?" "Yes. To Amparito.
The schoolmaster was a Liberal and a frank, brusque, intelligent man, but he formed his judgment of Don Calixto's politics on the prejudices of a Republican paper in Madrid, which was the only one he read. According to him, Senor Moncada, whom nobody knew, was nothing more than a figure-head for the Jesuits.
"The priest and I went out into the street. He wanted to give me the sidewalk, and I opposed that as if it were a crime. He told me he was more accustomed than I to walking on the cobble-stones; and finally, he on the sidewalk and I in the gutter, we arrived at Don Calixto's house." "Was he at home?" asked Alzugaray. "Yes," said Caesar.
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