That's what Valle-Inclán called Echegaray Street near Plaza Santa Ana in Madrid's Las Letras neighborhood, formerly called Calle del Lobo. Our first nobel of literature did not have much acceptance among his literary companions, especially those of '98 and especially Don Ramón who had a friend on that street and who got his letters in spite of everything. On one occasion Don José Echegaray in conciliatory spirit offered him his blood for a transfusion when Don Ramón was already very bad. "No, not that man's blood. It's full of geraniums," they say he said.