And speaking thus, closed the door behind him and walked down the stairs.
I suffered patiently those insults, and even the turn I was glad he took the business. Diego and I could understand each other better on the street, alone, in his home, in front of his wife. And moreover, I was so sure desenojarlo! I had seen him many times to ask forgiveness and hugging crying after fury and injustice of that style! I had such faith in his love!
I followed, then, without speaking, until we reached the street, I said:
-If you like, go to my house. It’s raining …
– You have no home, nor will ever! Atrociously he replied. We will go to the cafe, with honors tavern where we used to rub shoulders at one time with thieves and murderers.
The Coffee Daoiz and Velarde, Diego was referring to was located in the neighborhood of AVAPI, and, indeed, during our time of extravagance and misanthropy went there a few nights to explore philosophically the face and the customs of the trade evildoers , as we were then to hospitals to study the bodies of their victims.
‘Come to the Café de Daoiz and Velarde … I said, therefore lovable. I will be glad to remember our life there two years ago …
– We should never go anywhere else! Diego replied with terrible irony. This was the natural center of accomplices Williams.
– Diego! For God’s sake … I exclaimed, unable to control myself. Watch what you say!
‘This is not just begun … Replied the unfortunate with the most dreadful calm and looking for the first time.