The Continental Monthly, Vol. 1, No. 6, June, 1862: Devoted To Literature and National PolicyVarious
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The Continental Monthly, Vol. 1, No. 6, June, 1862: Devoted To Literature and National Policy
Various
Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; United States -- Politics and government -- 19th century -- Periodicals
''Gentlemen,' said I, to the two Mexicans, as we all three were going
down the stairs, 'you were speaking of dining--now I want to visit a
real Mexican _fonda_; I am tired of these French cafés; will you favor
me by taking me to a first-rate house, for I am not acquainted with this
city.'
''If you will accompany us to the Fonda Genovesa, Caballero,' said
Pedro, 'I will warrant you will have no cause to repent it.'
''I am infinitely indebted to you, and shall gladly accept your
guidance.'
'The Fonda Genovesa was certainly one of the vilest establishments I
ever visited, and the dinner was, of course, detestably bad. However, I
treated my two worthies to a couple of bottles of wine, which being to
them a rare luxury, they declared they had fared sumptuously.
''But, look here, Pepito,' said Pedro, 'you have not yet alluded to your
journey. Where have you been all this time?'
''Where have I been? Oh! well, that is a secret.'
''A secret! what, from me, from your compadre Pedro?'
''Even so, my dear Pedro, even so; I have sworn not to mention the
object of my journey nor my destination.'
''Oh! I dare say; but look here, what did you swear by--the holy Virgin
of Guadalupe? No? Well, was it the cross?'
''No, neither by the one nor the other.'
''What is there binding, then? nothing else ought to keep you silent
when _I_ am in question?'
''I pledged my sacred honor.'
''Your sacred honor! Give me your hand, you always were a wag, but you
humbugged me this time, I confess; well, that _is_ a good one--the best
joke I have heard for an age--excellent! well, go on, I am all
attention, all ears.'
''Well, you won't hear much, for I am a man of honor, and bound not to
speak; besides, I received a hundred dollars to keep mum.'
'Pedro for a moment appeared to be in a brown study; at last, gazing
hard at his friend, he said:
''Would two hundred tempt you to speak?'
''If such a proposition were to come from a stranger, I might,
perchance, accept it; but seeing it comes from you--never.'
''Why?'
''Because, when you offer me two hundred dollars for any thing, it must
be worth far more than you offer.'
''Well, now, admit, just as a supposition, that I am interested in this
matter, what harm will it do you, if we both turn an honest penny?'
''That is just the point; but I don't want you to turn ten pennies to my
one.'
''Your scruples, my dear Pepito, display a cautious temperament, and
evince deep acquaintance with human nature; you see through my little
veil of mystery, and I own your sagacity; now I will be honest with
you--with a man like you, lying is mere folly. It is true, I am to have
four hundred dollars if I can find out where you have been. I swear to
you by the holy Virgin of Guadalupe, I am making a clean breast of it.
Now, will you take that amount? Say the word, and I will go and fetch it
right away.'
'This proposition seemed to embarrass the scrupulous Pepito extremely,
and he remained some time lost in thought.
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