"What are they, Matt?"
"The Spanish fascists. Hadn't you heard of them before?"
Jerry shook her head. "I still don't see how he got out of bed. He must have done it on nerves alone. I was at the lab all day with Marina and Tabio's X-rays."
"He delivered a great speech, Jerry."
"I'll bet he did. I guess nothing can stop this country from joining the democracies now, Matt."
"No," he said. "Nothing but Gamburdo—if Tabio dies."
They had to wait on a street corner while a line of students carrying red torches snake-danced across their path.
"Where are we eating?" she asked.
"I know a wonderful place facing the sea wall. It's very plain, but the food is stupendous. We'll have to walk, though."
"I'm game. It's fun walking in these crowds tonight. It's almost like New Year's Eve in New York."