So her older brothers, Pedro and Pablo, took the music box to the hotel to give back to its owner, and they did it with such a rush that there was no one to witness them come and not leave. Since the only thing the family hadn’t counted upon was Bayardo San Roman’s irresistible charm, the twins didn’t reappear until dawn of the next day, foggy with drink, bearing once more the music box, and bringing along, besides, Bayardo San Roman to continue the revels at home.
It was Angela Vicario who didn’t want to marry him. “He seemed too much of a man for me,” she told me.
“I don’t want any flowers at my funeral,” he told me, hardly thinking that I would see to it that there weren’t any the next day.
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