In short! Rushed, radiant, suddenly reconciled with auctore.

-I was to go through the pharmacy, the administrator told him down and without transition, giving him a folded paper, to send me this at home today. It is a doctor’s prescription Gouvêa … But since my friend here …

-I had come to put myself at the disposal of vengeance …

-It is finished! His Excellency strongly interrupted. Do not forget, send me this before six. To take this very evening. Goodbye. Do not forget!

Do not miss you, said Carlos withered.

Upon entering the pharmacy, their anger flammejava. Or he was not called Carlos, or to have had a tremendous correspondence to the People! … But Amparo, which lurks around the porch, ran, throwing him the questions:

-So? What happened? The boy was p’r'á street? What he said? How was it?

Carlos stared at her, with Pupillo chammejantes.

-It was not my fault, but materialism triumphed! Elles will pay!

-But you said that?