“We wandered out into the streets of Vera .. partly to see if we could gather news of Don Gomez Fuentes, who had made the old guitar. But none of the people whom we met and questioned had heard anything of Fuentes; the word guitar did not interest them. It is a declining fashion and beneath the iron-barred windows of Vera we are sure that no lover serenades his senorita nowadays to the melodious throbbing of this most heart-breaking of instruments.” (Misadventures pg 123)