The night. The night was closed. Without moon. The stars scarcely were seen in that city. It had never seen there any star. The light pollution was preventing that not from the building mas high place could observe well the night sky. She was walking with light step along the sidewalk, making sound his heels, marking the soil. Wise that was following it. Wise the one who was. Wise what wanted. Frustrated draft rapid towards the right, I stretch myself in a dark alley, increasing the speed of his step. I take his hand up to his belt, where there he guards his pistol, his faithful companion, which has been there always. I turn his head being able to observe as a cat it was following it, looking at her, chasing it was not it necessary to have afraid to the cats, not? Not. But to this if. This black cat with a white spot I joust on his right eye the only thing that about age to betray her with his sleigh-bell, for not saying that wise she perfectly the one who was the owner of this cat. I look at it with fear rolling over towards another street, an alley many mas presses hard that the previous one and very much dark mas. I look at the front, seeing as a wall it was imposed before her. Perfect. Looking for a point of support it was raised above, jumping it, being left to fall to another side. It returned to look backward hearing meowing to the cat. He smiled. Already it would not follow it and it was hoping that he was not continuing behind her either. Returning to resume his light step, I enter to an alley. To the bottom nothing mas that there was garbage. Garbage and his bag. He gathered his small bag, going out of that alley walking towards some principal street while it was changing his gown. It went out to the street of the trades, where all the important shops were, dressed in his pomp of the college, leaving guarded good, the suit that a few minutes before was taking position. The black exact pomp. And this way she was like the girl it was returning to his house after a long day in the "college"