Well,Isaid,itcan'thurtMarcialany.
MarcialhasbeeninSanSebastianallday.HedroveoverinacarthismorningwithMarquez.Idon'tthinkthey'llbebacktonight.
Montoyastoodembarrassed.Hewantedmetosaysomething.
Don'tgiveRomerothemessage,Isaid.
Youthinkso?
Absolutely.
Montoyawasverypleased.
IwantedtoaskyoubecauseyouwereanAmerican,hesaid.
That'swhatI'ddo.
Look,saidMontoya.Peopletakeaboylikethat.Theydon'tknowwhathe'sworth.Theydon'tknowwhathemeans.Anyforeignercanflatterhim.TheystartthisGrandHotelbusiness,andinoneyearthey'rethrough.
LikeAlgabeno,Isaid.
Yes,likeAlgabeno.
They'reafinelot,Isaid.There'soneAmericanwomandownherenowthatcollectsbull-fighters.
Iknow.Theyonlywanttheyoungones.
Yes,Isaid.Theoldonesgetfat.
OrcrazylikeGallo.
Well,Isaid,it'seasy.Allyouhavetodoisnotgivehimthemessage.
He'ssuchafineboy,saidMontoya.Heoughttostaywithhisownpeople.Heshouldn'tmixinthatstuff.
Won'tyouhaveadrink?Iasked.
No,saidMontoya,Ihavetogo.Hewentout.
Iwentdown-stairsandoutthedoorandtookawalkaroundthroughthearcadesaroundthesquare.Itwasstillraining.IlookedinattheIruñaforthegangandtheywerenotthere,soIwalkedonaroundthesquareandbacktothehotel.Theywereeatingdinnerinthedown-stairsdining-room.
Theywerewellaheadofmeanditwasnousetryingtocatchthem.Billwasbuyingshoe-shinesforMike.BootblacksopenedthestreetdoorandeachoneBillcalledoverandstartedtoworkonMike.
Thisistheeleventhtimemybootshavebeenpolished,Mikesaid.Isay,Billisanass.
Thebootblackshadevidentlyspreadthereport.Anothercamein.
Limpiabotas?hesaidtoBill.
No,saidBill.ForthisSeñor.
ThebootblackkneltdownbesidetheoneatworkandstartedonMike'sfreeshoethatshonealreadyintheelectriclight.
Bill'sayelloflaughter,Mikesaid.
Iwasdrinkingredwine,andsofarbehindthemthatIfeltalittleuncomfortableaboutallthisshoe-shining.Ilookedaroundtheroom.AtthenexttablewasPedroRomero.HestoodupwhenInodded,andaskedmetocomeoverandmeetafriend.Histablewasbesideours,almosttouching.Imetthefriend,aMadridbullfightcritic,alittlemanwithadrawnface.ItoldRomerohowmuchIlikedhiswork,andhewasverypleased.WetalkedSpanishandthecriticknewalittleFrench.Ireachedtoourtableformywine-bottle,butthecritictookmyarm.Romerolaughed.
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