“And who told you where the academy was?”
“The Superman.”
“Ah! The great Langairiños.... And tell me: how long have you been out of work?”
“A few days.”
“What do you intend to do?”
“Whatever turns up.”
“And if nothing turns up?”
“I think something will.”
Roberto smiled banteringly.
“How Spanish that is! Waiting for something to turn up. Forever waiting.... But, after all, it’s not your fault. Listen to me. If you can’t find a place where to sleep during the next few days, stay here.”