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. Good night; I hope you sleep. Remember now, no bad dreams.

. It's bad enough while I am awake.

. Good night, señorito.

. Good night, Ramona. [Absent-mindedly, he picks up the account and glances over it] Bread… potatoes… a half-kilo of meat… fruit… Total, six pesetas, eighty centimos. To feed an entire family! Yet mamma says that living is dear!

Curtain