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Updated: May 24, 2025
"It will not require many words. "On that night, with others of our friends here, I was keeping a lookout for the president, having been notified of his flight by a telegram in our national cipher from Englehart, one of our leaders in the capital. About ten o'clock that night I saw a man and a woman hurrying along the streets. They went to the Hotel de los Estranjeros, and engaged rooms.
But Madama sat behind her bar content, not desiring to quarrel with Fate. If anyone required meat, drink or lodging at the Hotel de los Estranjeros they had but to come, and be served. Esta bueno. If they came not, why, then, they came not. Esta bueno.
A few structures raised their heads above the red-tiled roofs of the one-story houses the bell tower of the Calaboza, the Hotel de los Estranjeros, the residence of the Vesuvius Fruit Company's agent, the store and residence of Bernard Brannigan, a ruined cathedral in which Columbus had once set foot, and, most imposing of all, the Casa Morena the summer "White House" of the President of Anchuria.
Even then he did not change his habits; for he was drinking and playing cards half the day and night with the comandante, the collector of customs, the Jefe Politico and other gay dogs among the native officials. One day Dicky saw Pasa, the daughter of Madama Ortiz, sitting in the side-door of the Hotel de los Estranjeros.
It was the design of his party to secure the imperilled fund, to restore it to the treasury of the country, and to declare itself in power without bloodshed or resistance. The couple halted at the door of the Hotel de los Estranjeros, and the man struck upon the wood with the impatience of one unused to his entry being stayed.
Also in the room was a young lady a senorita of much beauty that I could see even in so small a light. But the money, senor, or the thing in which it was carried that I did not see." The comandante and other officers gave testimony that they had been awakened and alarmed by the noise of a pistol-shot in the Hotel de los Estranjeros.
Keogh escorted the artist about town, introducing him to the little circle of English-speaking residents and pulling whatever wires he could to effect the spreading of White's fame as a painter. And then Keogh planned a more spectacular demonstration of the idea he wished to keep before the public. He and White engaged rooms in the Hotel de los Estranjeros.
Thought I'd strike the croaker for a handful of the little sugar pills, in case I need 'em." "You will be apt to find Dr. Gregg at the hotel," said the consul. "You can see it from the door it's that two-story building with the balcony, where the orange-trees are." The Hotel de los Estranjeros was a dreary hostelry, in great disuse both by strangers and friends.
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