'The entrance of Pedro, which evidently annoyed Mr. Livermore, awakened in my mind strange suspicions. I resolved at the earliest opportunity I had of a private interview with him, to allude to what I had overheard on the Alameda. In the mean time I would keep an eye on these two cronies.
''Stand back, Pedro, and let me have a good look at you.'
''There! well, how do you think I look?'
''My dear fellow, you are growing decidedly coarse and fat.'
''Bah! but how do you like my new rig?'
''I can not admire the cut; but, of course, you bought them ready-made—one could see that with half an eye.'
''Well, Pepito, now that you are once more back in the city, I lack nothing to make me perfectly happy. You will spend the rest of the day with me?'
''Of course, my dear fellow.'
''Well, it is about dinner-time; let us be off.'
''Wait till I have first bid adieu to his excellency,' replied Pepito, turning toward Mr. Livermore. Then advancing a few steps, he whispered a few words to him, at the same time bowing very low. Arthur unlocked the drawer of his table and took out a roll of dollars, which he handed to the Mexican.