The Road of Life Page #4

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Come on, come on, tell him your name.

Pedro Romero, to serve God and you.

Do you think, Don Panchito, that he can stay in spite of that?

Yes, of course I do.

That must be a bad cold, which we'll cure him of.

Well, Don Panchito, for then, if you admit him for me, I'll pay at once the whole term fee.

I don't want him to be short of anything. How much will it be?

Well, we really here take only half-time boarders,...

but because it's you I'll make an exception.

We'll see how we can house him.

Taking everything into account, what do you think of 200 pesos per month?

If something is needed I'll send notice requesting it to you.

You're the boss, Don Panchito --- of course.

Allow me. I'll give you a receipt. Come along.

What is the address?

Ccono Ranch,...

Saint Damin de las Tunas,...

Guanajuato.

What year are you in, Pedrito?

No, because you see, he's way behind, he just finished the third.

And when can you leave him here?

Well I would say from today, right? That would be better.

Well, as you like.

You can start classes this afternoon.

Well, my son, you're on your alone.

Comport yourself like a man.

And write to me often.

Don't cry, my child,...

and think a lot about your mother and me.

Take him now, Professor.

May God save you, my boy!

Come on, Pedro. Let's have you eat with one of your peers.

Here you'll have many friends.

You'll know them all when it comes time for class. Come along.

Put your bets on the table. If it lands on its feet, I win.

Ah, no, no! It's not allowed to hold it by the legs!

Hush, child.

I present to you Pedro Romero, a new companion.

Treat him well and be his friends. Sit here, next to Carlitos.

You'll eat and then your teammates will tell you where to go.

Pedro goes into fourth year.

Please tell him what room he'll be in and advise the teacher.

Yes, sir!

You, where are you from?

Why don't you answer? Can't you talk?

Of course he can! It's just like he's very like an Indian. Don't you see?

Since he's new we must explain everything to him.

Hey you:
here the new kids must do our chores for us.

And give us their food.

The director said you should feed this Indian, too.

Scumbags!

Wow, how brave!

So you get you used to it, bring those rolls here.

~ And I'll have the soup.

~ And me, the rice.

~ I'll have the stew.

~ Me, the dessert.

And me, the beans, at least.

Your dessert was great...too bad you didn't get any.

Come on, Dumbo, it's time to go to class, stand up.

Guys, here's a new kid. Come on, come on!

And you, what are you doing here? You should be in class.

Look how messy you've gotten. Were you playing pigs?

Do you think your father left you here to play around?

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