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. To-morrow then. Without fail.

. I trust that we may often have the pleasure

. Assuredly.

. I trust that you appreciate my delicacy in this affair.

. It has been exquisite, my dear Alphonse—pardon, Adolphe.

. Yes, Adolphe, if you please. Alphonse is a term applied to certain subjects in Paris…

. Acquit me of any intention.

. I hope so. Adios, Don Ramón.

. Señor!

. Don't call me that. Why so formal? I have cooled off and thought it over.

. I thought it over before I was cold. Does that satisfy you?

. Entirely. I retire, as my wife says, I take my leave. Or, as you put it, I swallow it whole. Good luck, gentlemen.

. If that boy were not his father's son

. What makes you think so?

. He would never leave this house sound and whole. Who says that he is a fool? Precious angel! Although this was not his idea; it shows the hand of that shameless hussy, his wife.

. She certainly has an appealing touch.

. Appealing? Very. But there was one thing that he said

. I did not hear him say anything.

. There was one thing that he said which you did not let him finish. You seemed to anticipate his demands, as if you were afraid that he might talk too much if you