“Friends,” said Julio, when their cab had come to a standstill, “do me the favor to watch closely out of the window. A curious little play is going to take place in front of this store within a few minutes.”
“With much pleasure, friend Julio,” replied the Governor, as the two men arose to look out of the window.
“The All-Wise has been kind to you, my compatriot, to give you the power to read the thoughts and know of the actions of those around you,” said Señor Guillermo Gonzales.
“I am grateful, my friend, for all the progress I have made. Get in tune with Nature and her mysteries you can read. The divinity of Her force, Her influence, can be felt by all,” replied Julio seriously.
“What a strange looking man is now entering the drug store—that big swaggerer there to the right,” said the Governor.
“Yes, to be sure,” said Señor Gonzales. “He makes me think of one of those ancient Northmen sailors, or a big, raw-boned Irishman of more recent days.”
“What a strange gait he has,” remarked the Governor; “there is something familiar about the fellow. I wonder if I have met him before.”
“Yes, your Honor, you have met her before,” said Julio.
“Her?” exclaimed his companions in a breath. “Her?”
“Yes, you both have met her. That person is no other than Señorita Marriet Motuble, the lovesick maiden of less than two hours ago, who claimed to have committed suicide because her great love for you was not reciprocated. Watch her closely. I will put on the sound condenser; then we can both see and hear what is going on,” said Julio.