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Updated: June 13, 2025
She knew that she was beautiful, attractive, that she had the manners of a queen and that she dressed much better and more gorgeously than Maria Clara herself, though to be sure the latter wore a tapis over her skirt while she wore only the skirt. The alferez had to say to her: "Oh, shut your mouth or I'll kick you till you do!" Doña Consolacion did not care to be kicked, but she planned revenge.
"Do you know, Señor Alcalde, how long the Captain-General thinks of staying here?" asked the alferez uneasily. "With certainty, no. His Excellency likes to give surprises." "Here come some more messages." These were for the alcalde, the alferez, and the gobernadorcillo, and contained the same announcement. The friars noted well that none came directed to the curate.
Having seen and reconnoitered all this, although not with impunity, because the enemy had killed six soldiers with the artillery and wounded Alferez Joan de la Rambla in the knee with a musket-ball, the Spaniards returned to the army.
Had the light been other than from coconut oil and the lamp globe not so dirty, the alferez would have noticed the curate's pallor. "Now this is a serious matter, which concerns the lives of all of us," declared Padre Salvi in a low voice. "A serious matter?" echoed the alferez, turning pale. "Can that boy shoot straight?" "I'm not talking about him." "Then, what?"
Ibarra was conversing with the Alcalde, for they had become quite friendly from the time the young man paid him some high compliments on his insignia, decorations and cordon. Pride in belonging to an aristocratic family was a weakness of His Excellency. Captain Tiago, the alferez and several wealthy persons, with their shining silk hats, walked along, surrounded by a group of youngsters.
"Seriously!" repeated the alferez, turning pale in turn. "Does this young fellow shoot well...?" "I am not speaking about him." "Then?" The friar pointed to the door which the alferez shut in his customary manner, by a kick. The alferez usually found his hands superfluous. An imprecation and a groan from without were heard. "You brute. You have cut open my head!" cried his wife.
"'Chocolate, eh! means thick and rich, while 'chocolate, ah! means watered and thin." But we are of the opinion that this was a slander on the part of the alferez, since the same story is told of many curates. At least, it may be a thing peculiar to the Order.
"Well, it can't be worse than 'indio, as the alferez says." The man who was to have a carter for a son became gloomier, while the other scratched his head in thought. "Then it must be like the betelapora that the alferez's old woman says. Worse than that is to spit on the Host." "Well, it's worse than to spit on the Host on Good Friday," was the grave reply.
Stones rained on the squad of cuadrilleros who were conducting the two offenders from the scene, and there were even those who proposed to set fire to the barracks of the Civil Guard so as to roast Doña Consolacion along with the alferez. "That's what they're good for!" cried a woman, doubling up her fists and stretching out her arms. "To disturb the town! They don't chase any but honest folks!
But nobody, not even the alferez, dared to approach the glistening blade, considering the strength of the young man and the state of his mind. All were paralyzed. "All of you people here have said nothing! Now the matter concerns me! I have avoided him. God now brings him to me. Let God judge!" The young man was breathing hard.
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