"Very good, this makes the matter more puzzling than ever: go on, I beg."
"I have but very little to add, besides, in a few minutes we shall have arrived, and I do not wish to keep you in doubt any longer."
"That is very kind of you, cousin, I declare. I am humbly waiting till you deign to explain."
"I must do so, as your head has such a bad memory. What, sir, you are but a foreigner, who had been but a little while in a strange land. In this country, so soon as you landed, you met one man who displayed some sympathy with you, and you have already forgotten him. Permit me to remark, my dear cousin, that this offers but poor testimony to your constancy."
"Crush me, cousin, I deserve all your reproaches. You are right; there is really one man in Mexico for whom I feel a sincere friendship."
"Ah! Ah! Then I was not mistaken?"
"No; but I was so far from supposing that it was to him you alluded, that I confess—"
"That you no longer remembered him, eh?"
"On the contrary, cousin; and it would be my most eager desire to see him again."
"And what is this person's name?"