This could contemplate about the hero that both Mr. Marcos had spoken in recent days. Saw nothing in it that reveal their extraordinary deeds. He was a boy, ready to blush when he was forced to have their actions in the war. Stripped of their uniforms and insignia honorable have seemed a poor shop assistant, resigned to his modesty and unable to get out. His appearance contrasted with the feats that he finally decided to confess in force questions. He was twenty years old and looked much younger, but with a sickly youth, weakened by wounds and suffering.

Lubimoff, who hated swagger swaggering heroes, felt embarrassed at first and then attracted by the simplicity of this officer. Of not knowing by Don Marcos authenticity of his exploits, I would have thought wrong.

Little intimidated in the presence of the famous owner of Villa-Bell, confessed his humble origins without pride and without shyness. He was a poor, poor child. He had tried to pursue a career, but the need for livelihood made him leave the books, rolling on the most diverse occupations. It was so difficult in Spain to conquer the bread! … After making the war in Spanish Morocco, had wandered through various republics of South America, always struggling with poverty and bad luck.