That consul was a good feller.

He and I were great friends.
"I met him a long spell after that, when I was down in Mexico," he went on.

"He'd made money and was down on a vacation.

My ship was at Acapulco, and he and I used to go gunnin' together, after wild geese and such.

Ho! ho! I remember there was a big, pompous critter of an Englishman there.