nothing for it but to wait, although he was already fed up
with his stay. Alzugaray had a good time; he visited the surrounding
towns in the company of Amparito and her father. Caesar, on the other
hand, began to be bored. Accustomed to live with the independence of a
savage, the social train of a town like Castro irritated him.
His good opinion of people was in direct ratio to the indifference
they felt for him. Amparito's father was one of those who showed most
antipathy. Sometimes he invited him to go motoring, but only for
politeness. Caesar used to reply to these invitations with a courteous
refusal.
Amparito, who was doubtless accustomed to seeing everybody in town
fluttering about her, was wounded at this indifference and took every
chance to see Caesar, and then shot her wit at him and was sharply
impertinent.
The young creature was more intelligent than she had at first appeared
and she spoke very plainly.
Caesar could not permit a young girl to make fun of him and combat his
ideas for her own amusement.
"Let's see, Moneada," Amparito said to him one day in the gallery at Don
Calixto's. "What are your political plans?"
"You wouldn't understand them," replied Caesar.
"Why not? Do you think I am so stupid?"
"No. It is merely that politics are not a matter for children." "Ah! But
how old do you think I am?" she asked.
"You must be twelve or thirteen."
"You are a malicious joker, Senor Moncada, You know that I am almost
seventeen."
"I don't. How should I know it?"
"Because I told your friend Alzugaray...."
"All right, but I don't ask my friend what you have told him."
"It doesn't interest you? Very good. You are very polite. But your
politics do interest me. Come on, tell me. What reforms do you intend
to make in the town? What improvements are you going to give the
inhabitants? For I warn you, Senor Moncada, that they are all going to
vote against you otherwise, I will tell my father."
"I don't believe his political interest is so keen."
"It is keen enough, and my father will do what I tell him. My father
says that you are ambitious."
"If I were, I should make love to you, because you are rich."
"And do you suppose I would respond?"
"I don't know, but I should try it, as others do; and you can see that I
don't try."
Amparito bit her lips and said ironically:
"Are you reserving yourself for my cousin Adelaida?"
"I am not reserving myself for anybody."
"We could
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