`Mylast，too，\'headded。
Imadenocomment。He\'sknownforhisliberalityandhisbadluckatthegameofmonte，whichkeepshimaspooraswhenhefirstcamehere。
`Isuppose，DonMartin，\'hebegan，inathoughtful，speculativetone，`thattheSenorAdministradorofSanTomewillrewardmesomedayifI
savehissilver?\'
Isaidthatitcouldnotbeotherwise，surely。Hewalkedon，mutteringtohimself。`Si，si，withoutdoubt，withoutdoubt；and，lookyou，SenorMartin，whatitistobewellspokenof！Thereisnotanothermanthatcouldhavebeeneventhoughtofforsuchathing。Ishallgetsomethinggreatforitsomeday。Andletitcomesoon，\'hemumbled。`Timepassesinthiscountryasquickasanywhereelse。\'