"I regret that I do not."
"He is one of our most estimable citizens. He is possess' not only
of the magnificent residence at No. 89 Avenida Norte, but also of
a comfortable abode at Las Savannas, and he has a large trade in
sponges and hides. His place of business you will have noticed
upon the water-front, perhaps?"
Kirk wiped his brow nervously and cursed Allan.
"And now, as for you, senor?" The principal of the Herara College
of Business awaited an answer with unctuous deference. Evidently
attributing the young man's silence to modesty, he went on,
helpfully: "Senor Torres has instituted inquiries, and ascertained
your excellent position with the P. R. R., but he would know more,
if soch is not disagreeable to you."
"Well--I--there isn't much to tell. It is my first job."
This was quickly put into Spanish, whereupon Mr. Torres nodded
with vigor, as if this information were indeed gratifying--nay,
splendid.
"It is agreeable to my friend to ascertain your industry, and I
may say you are most highly spoke of at the railroad office.
Therefore, Senor Torres affords you an invitation to call at his
residence on Thursday evening."
"That's awfully--nice," gasped Anthony; "but--er--what's the
idea?"
"Ah!" The interpreter beamed; Mr.
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