Notes

He walked two more blocks. The number and the desired house did not appear. He stopped in a corner and looked away, letting his cloudy pupil run through the high row of lights that flickered at night. He felt like crying, falling to the ground, mindlessly, leaving.
Near where he stood there was a restaurant with two lights to the door and a large lighted showcase, through which it was seen, in the midst of a reddish glow, how the chickens were browned over a simmer, strung on a rotisserie that revolved , dripping with thick drops of golden fats.
The door was opened and a tall, fat gentleman, sheathed in thick overcoat, came out; He stopped at the door looking at the sky, climbed the collar of his coat and began to walk. At that moment he saw Lucas Ramírez; I had not seen him leave the restaurant but he turned around to feel footsteps on the sidewalk. He came up with an idea; Ask that gentleman who was coming so hurriedly, for what he sought. The transit around there indicated that maybe he lived in the same street or in the vicinity and it may well be that he knew his friend.
With a simple gesture, with the guest that anyone does by stopping a person to ask him something, he stopped him. The gentleman stood dry and looked at him up and down, with interrogative gaze, and saw him so miserable, so empty, so undone, that when Lucas Ramirez began to say.
-Sir, please...
without letting him finish the sentence
he answered - how not, Friend...
He unfasteneded the overcoat and through the opening he put his hand in the direction of a pocket, from where he collected some coins and in the hand that Luca had extended and opened to stop him, he dropped them with voluptuousness, saying:
-Here, mate
and left; rapidly clasping the above
Lucas stayed as if he had been slapped for no reason and stood for a moment without knowing what to do, what to think or what to say. Then he got angry, and turned to call that man but the other was already half a block away and if he had called him he would not have turned his head; Perhaps I would have thought, "What a fastidious beggar. I gave him most of the single he wore and still licked me. "