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 Captain raised his voice, as to a deaf person:

“I said: Do you want to go on my next trip with me”

“Yes, I’ll go,” answered Esteban suddenly.

“Fine. That’s fine. I want your brother, too, of course.”

“No.”

“What’s the matter? Wouldn’t he want to come?”

Esteban mumbled something, looking away. Then half rising, he said: “I got to go now. I’ve got to see somebody about something.”

“Let me see your brother myself. Where is he?”

“ ’deaddead [sic],” said Esteban.

“Oh, I didn’t know. I didn’t know. I’m sorry.”

“Yes,” said Esteban. “I got to go.”

“Hmm.—Which are you? What’s your name?”

“Esteban.”

“When did Manuel die?”’

“Oh, just a just a few weeks. He hit his