"Nevertheless, I believe that the district, with such little help as the government may afford, is secure."
"Really?"
"Yes, sir."
"And is the general agreeable to Señor Rivera's candidacy?"
"Certainly he is; they are old friends. I will stand guarantee for him."
"Well, if that is so," said the President, rising and laying one hand on Miguel's shoulder; "count yourself as deputy."
"Many thanks, Señor Presidente!"
"Don't mention it. What other wish could I have than that all the deputies of the majority were like you!... Don't fail to come and talk things over with me soon. Though the elections will be postponed a little, it will be necessary for you to write to the district, and through the general's mediation come into relationship with some person of influence there. Don't send out any manifesto. When the occasion arrives, we will write to the governor. Adiós, señores; I am so glad to have made your acquaintance! You must feel assured that I am at your service. Do not forget me, and be sure to come and see me some time!"
Miguel departed, enthusiastic over his interview. When he was in the street, he exclaimed:—
"But how cordial the President is! Oftentimes one finds a mere clerk more puffed up in his office! Still he lets one see the superiority of persons when it is legitimate. I am not surprised that he has so many friends, and so firm ones.... How easy it is for a man high in rank to win friends! Now, here I am! He gives me merely a natural and kindly welcome, and says a few courteous phrases, and I am ready to die for him!"