His hat hung very much at the side of his head.

"Senor," he said without any preliminaries.

"Caution! It is a positive fact that one-eyed Bernardino, my brother-in-law, has at this moment a mule in his stable.

And why he who is not clever has a mule there?
Because he is a rogue; a man without conscience.

Because I had to give up the _macho_ to him to secure for myself a roof to sleep under and a mouthful of _olla_ to keep my soul in this insignificant body of mine.