“Let’s go there now.”
They went to the Bank, to the paying teller, and Cæsar drew out twenty thousand pesetas of his few months’ winnings on the market.
“You are not going to play at all, this month?” asked Alzugaray.
“No, not this month.”
They left the Bank.
“I will wire you my address in Paris,” said Cæsar.
“Very good. And nothing is to be done?”
“No. That is to say, my partner and I are not going to play. Nevertheless, I am going to leave you two thousand pesetas, and if you think well, you can use it as you choose.”
“All right,” said Alzugaray, pleased at Cæsar’s confidence in his talents for speculation.
“In case I need any information which had best not be public,” Cæsar went on, “I will wire you in code. Do you know the Aran code?”