"Where'll we go?" asked Manuel.
"To the Naranjeros café, or to the Engrima restaurant."
"Wherever you please."
"We'll make the rounds of those dives and then we'll wind up at La
Blasa's tavern."
"Do the hard guys go there?"
"I should say. As tough as you make 'em."
"Then I'll let Roberto know,—that fellow who came for me to take him to la Doctrina."
"All right."
After work Manuel went off to the boardingrhouse and took counsel with
Roberto.
"Be at the San Millán café about nine in the evening," said Roberto,
"I'll be there with a cousin of mine."