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being on the steps stopped his discourse quite abruptly; then he said with a certain severity:

“Let us understand each other, señor. You sell rifles and ammunition; do you not!”

“Yes,” said Strawbridge, sobering at once at this hint of business.

Gumersindo took a last glance at the city sleeping in the fulgor of a tropical noon:

“Let's get to the garage,” he suggested briefly.