they say he came once, but I didn’t see him… Fernández is still giving me some dough and it turned out I have even more talent for drawing than before, since he says that when I get better he’s going to pay me 60 a week (just empty talk, but anyway), and all the gang from the village come to visit every day and Señor Rouaix even started crying, the father, eh, don’t think it was the son, and well, you can imagine how many others…
But I would give anything, instead of all