Continental Monthly, Vol. I, No. VI, June, 1862 - Devoted To Literature and National Policy by Various
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on the Alameda. In the mean time I would keep an eye on these two
cronies. ''Stand back, Pedro, and let me have a good look at you.' ''_There!_ well, how do you think I look?' ''My dear fellow, you are growing decidedly coarse and fat.' ''Bah! but how do you like my new rig?' ''I can not admire the cut; but, of course, you bought them ready-made--one could see that with half an eye.' ''Well, Pepito, now that you are once more back in the city, I lack nothing to make me perfectly happy. You will spend the rest of the day with me?' ''Of course, my dear fellow.' ''Well, it is about dinner-time; let us be off.' ''Wait till I have first bid adieu to his excellency,' replied Pepito, turning toward Mr. Livermore. Then advancing a few steps, he whispered a few words to him, at the same time bowing very low. Arthur unlocked the drawer of his table and took out a roll of dollars, which he handed to the Mexican. ''Must you absolutely leave me so soon?' said he. |
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