From that time, Otto was Moltkecito (the baby Moltke) to his Parisian relatives.
Desnoyers was astounded by the transformation which had meanwhile taken place in the youth.

This vigorous captain with the insolent air who might shoot him at any minute was the same urchin whom he had seen running around the ranch, the beardless Moltkecito who had been the butt of his daughter's ridicule.

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The soldier, meanwhile, was explaining his presence there.