'Out of sight out of mind;' alas! it is a true proverb.

I confess that, when I beheld you in the ante room, I blushed for my past forgetfulness.

No matter--I will repair my fault.

Men say that my patronage is misapplied--I will prove the contrary by your promotion." "Generous Calderon!" said Fonseca, falteringly; "I ever hated the judgments of the vulgar.

They calumniate you; it is from envy." "No," said Calderon, coldly; "I am bad enough, but I am still human.
Besides, gratitude is my policy.