El Garro left the judge’s office and had Manuel released from the dungeon.
“Must I make another declaration?” asked the boy.
“No. You’re to sign the one you made and then you’re free. Come along, now.”
They went out into the street. At the Court House entrance Manuel caught sight of La Pea and La Salvadora; the latter had lost her ordinarily dour expression.
“Are you free already?” they asked him.
“It looks like it. How did you learn that I’d been arrested?”
“We read it in the papers,” answered La Fea, “and she thought of bringing you food.”
“And Jesús?”
“In the hospital.”