I swam for over an hour, experiencing an indescribable pleasure, and then getting dressed, I continued my walk to the neighborhood of Vine, whose edifying taverns found some of the most famous lost my glorious time. Talking to them, I threw them a man of pro, and as such spent on gifts the few rooms that had. I asked them for my uncle, but did not give me any news of his lordship, and then we had chatted a bit, made me drink a glass of brandy, which gave the point with my poor body to the ground.

During the strongest of my drunkenness, I think those rogues laughed at me as I felt like it, but once I calmed a little, avergonzadísimo left the tavern. Although it was terribly hard, I wanted to stop by my old house, and saw the door to a ragged woman frying blood and guts. Moved home before my birth, I could not stop crying, which, seen by heartless woman, he figured mockery or ploy to steal their chips. I, therefore, to get rid of their hands the way of my feet, leaving for another day the relief of my feelings.

I wanted to see after the old cathedral, which he referred to one of the most fond memories of my childhood, and into it: I found your lovely site, and I have never walked the halls of a temple with such religious veneration. I think I got strong desire to pray, and I did indeed, kneeling at the altar where my mother had an ex-voto for my salvation. The character of wax that I thought was my perfect portrait hanging there, and took his place with the severity of the holy things, but I looked like an egg to a chestnut. That doll, symbolizing mercy and maternal love, inspired me, however, respect the quick. I prayed on his knees for a while remembering the suffering and death of my dear mother, who already had God in Heaven, but as my head was not good, because of the fumes of the accursed spirits, when I get up I fell, and a sexton hardened nicely put me on the street. In a few strides I moved to FIDE, where he lived, and my master, as I entered, I was reprimanded for my long absence. If this lack has been committed to Doña Francisca, I would not have escaped a severe beating, but my love was tolerant, and never punished me, perhaps because he was conscious of being so young like me.