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"
What
think
you
,
Don
Frank
!
"
he
cried
,
in
the
universal
tone
of
the
conspirator
.
"
I
have
to-night
shaved
la
barba
--
what
you
call
the
'
weeskers
'
of
the
Presidente
himself
,
of
this
countree
!
Consider
!
He
sent
for
me
to
come
.
In
the
poor
casita
of
an
old
woman
he
awaited
me
--
in
a
verree
leetle
house
in
a
dark
place
.
Carramba
!
--
el
Señor
Presidente
to
make
himself
thus
secret
and
obscured
!
I
think
he
desired
not
to
be
known
--
but
,
carajo
!
can
you
shave
a
man
and
not
see
his
face
?
This
gold
piece
he
gave
me
,
and
said
it
was
to
be
all
quite
still
.
I
think
,
Don
Frank
,
there
is
what
you
call
a
chip
over
the
bug
.
"
"
Have
you
ever
seen
President
Miraflores
before
?
"
asked
Goodwin
.
"
But
once
,
"
answered
Estebán
.
"
He
is
tall
;
and
he
had
weeskers
,
verree
black
and
sufficient
.
"
"
Was
anyone
else
present
when
you
shaved
him
?
"
"
An
old
Indian
woman
,
Señor
,
that
belonged
with
the
casa
,
and
one
señorita
--
a
ladee
of
so
much
beautee
!
--
ah
,
Dios
!
"
"
All
right
,
Estebán
,
"
said
Goodwin
.
"
It
's
very
lucky
that
you
happened
along
with
your
tonsorial
information
.
The
new
administration
will
be
likely
to
remember
you
for
this
.
"
Then
in
a
few
words
he
made
the
barber
acquainted
with
the
crisis
into
which
the
affairs
of
the
nation
had
culminated
,
and
instructed
him
to
remain
outside
,
keeping
watch
upon
the
two
sides
of
the
hotel
that
looked
upon
the
street
,
and
observing
whether
anyone
should
attempt
to
leave
the
house
by
any
door
or
window
.
Goodwin
himself
went
to
the
door
through
which
the
guests
had
entered
,
opened
it
and
stepped
inside
.
Madama
had
returned
downstairs
from
her
journey
above
to
see
after
the
comfort
of
her
lodgers
.
Her
candle
stood
upon
the
bar
.
She
was
about
to
take
a
thimbleful
of
rum
as
a
solace
for
having
her
rest
disturbed
.
She
looked
up
without
surprise
or
alarm
as
her
third
caller
entered
.
"
Ah
!
it
is
the
Señor
Goodwin
.
Not
often
does
he
honour
my
poor
house
by
his
presence
.
"
"
I
must
come
oftener
,
"
said
Goodwin
,
with
the
Goodwin
smile
.
"
I
hear
that
your
cognac
is
the
best
between
Belize
to
the
north
and
Rio
to
the
south
.
Set
out
the
bottle
,
Madama
,
and
let
us
have
the
proof
in
un
vasito
for
each
of
us
.
"
