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Colonel
Emilio
Falcon
,
the
private
secretary
of
Losada
,
the
new
president
,
was
despatched
from
the
capital
upon
this
important
mission
.
The
position
of
private
secretary
to
a
tropical
president
is
a
responsible
one
.
He
must
be
a
diplomat
,
a
spy
,
a
ruler
of
men
,
a
body-guard
to
his
chief
,
and
a
smeller-out
of
plots
and
nascent
revolutions
.
Often
he
is
the
power
behind
the
throne
,
the
dictator
of
policy
;
and
a
president
chooses
him
with
a
dozen
times
the
care
with
which
he
selects
a
matrimonial
mate
.
Colonel
Falcon
,
a
handsome
and
urbane
gentleman
of
Castilian
courtesy
and
débonnaire
manners
,
came
to
Coralio
with
the
task
before
him
of
striking
upon
the
cold
trail
of
the
lost
money
.
There
he
conferred
with
the
military
authorities
,
who
had
received
instructions
to
cooperate
with
him
in
the
search
.
Colonel
Falcon
established
his
headquarters
in
one
of
the
rooms
of
the
Casa
Morena
.
Here
for
a
week
he
held
informal
sittings
--
much
as
if
he
were
a
kind
of
unified
grand
jury
--
and
summoned
before
him
all
those
whose
testimony
might
illumine
the
financial
tragedy
that
had
accompanied
the
less
momentous
one
of
the
late
president
's
death
.
Two
or
three
who
were
thus
examined
,
among
whom
was
the
barber
Estebán
,
declared
that
they
had
identified
the
body
of
the
president
before
its
burial
.
"
Of
a
truth
,
"
testified
Estebán
before
the
mighty
secretary
,
"
it
was
he
,
the
president
.
Consider
!
--
how
could
I
shave
a
man
and
not
see
his
face
?
He
sent
for
me
to
shave
him
in
a
small
house
.
He
had
a
beard
very
black
and
thick
.
Had
I
ever
seen
the
president
before
?
Why
not
?
I
saw
him
once
ride
forth
in
a
carriage
from
the
vapor
in
Solitas
.
When
I
shaved
him
he
gave
me
a
gold
piece
,
and
said
there
was
to
be
no
talk
.
But
I
am
a
Liberal
--
I
am
devoted
to
my
country
--
and
I
spake
of
these
things
to
Señor
Goodwin
.
"
"
It
is
known
,
"
said
Colonel
Falcon
,
smoothly
,
"
that
the
late
President
took
with
him
an
American
leather
valise
,
containing
a
large
amount
of
money
.
Did
you
see
that
?
"
"
De
veras
--
no
,
"
Estebán
answered
.
"
The
light
in
the
little
house
was
but
a
small
lamp
by
which
I
could
scarcely
see
to
shave
the
President
.
Such
a
thing
there
may
have
been
,
but
I
did
not
see
it
.
No
.
Also
in
the
room
was
a
young
lady
--
a
señorita
of
much
beauty
--
that
I
could
see
even
in
so
small
a
light
.
But
the
money
,
señor
,
or
the
thing
in
which
it
was
carried
--
that
I
did
not
see
.
"
The
comandante
and
other
officers
gave
testimony
that
they
had
been
awakened
and
alarmed
by
the
noise
of
a
pistol-shot
in
the
Hotel
de
los
Estranjeros
.
Hurrying
thither
to
protect
the
peace
and
dignity
of
the
republic
,
they
found
a
man
lying
dead
,
with
a
pistol
clutched
in
his
hand
.
Beside
him
was
a
young
woman
,
weeping
sorely
.
Señor
Goodwin
was
also
in
the
room
when
they
entered
it
.
But
of
the
valise
of
money
they
saw
nothing
.
Madame
Timotea
Ortiz
,
the
proprietress
of
the
hotel
in
which
the
game
of
Fox-inthe-Morning
had
been
played
out
,
told
of
the
coming
of
the
two
guests
to
her
house
.
