"They have something else to do there than think about us."
"Oh! I cannot believe that."
A slave announced Don Torribio Carvajal.
Don Torribio came in, dressed in the splendid uniform of a colonel in the Argentine army, with an aide-de-camp's badge on his left arm. The two officers, on his entrance, felt an inward tremor Don Torribio bowed to them.
"Is it really you, Don Torribio?" the colonel asked.
"Well, I suppose so," he answered, with a smile.
"And your long journey?"
"I have just arrived."
"And this uniform?"
"Well, gentlemen, as I was tired of being regarded in the colony as a mysterious being, a sorcerer, a vampire, or something of the sort, I resolved to become a man, like the rest of you."