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Updated: May 7, 2025
The madwoman looked at her with wandering, expressionless eyes, while the alfereza lifted one of her arms, then the other, and shook them, but to no purpose, for Sisa did not understand. Then she began to jump about and shake herself, encouraging Sisa to imitate her.
She liked the Señora's dancing. The alfereza stopped dancing as if ashamed. She raised the whip, that terrible whip made in Ulango and improved by the alferez by winding wire around it, that same terrible whip which the ladrones and soldiers knew so well. "Now it is your turn to dance ... dance!" And she began to whip lightly the demented woman's bare feet.
Leaving her husband without support, she planted herself in front of the alfereza, trembling with anger from head to foot and unable to speak. Doña Consolacion slowly turned her head, calmly looked her over again, and once more spat, this time with greater disdain. "What's the matter with you, Doña?" she asked. "Can you tell me, señora, why you look at me so? Are you envious?"
The sight of blood excites a tiger; so, too, the sight of the blood of her victim infuriated Doña Consolacion. "Dance! dance! Curse you! D n you! Dance! Cursed be the mother who bore you!" she cried. "Dance, or I'll kill you by whipping you to death!" Then the alfereza, taking the woman with one hand and whipping her with another, began to jump and dance.
The night bird, leaving its solitary retreat in the hollow of the old tree, disturbs the melancholy of the forests...." "No, no! Do not sing!" exclaimed the alfereza in perfect Tagalog and raising to her feet somewhat agitated. "Don't sing! Those verses hurt me!" The demented woman stopped.
Doña Consolacion turned her head slowly, looked her over again, and then spit again, but with still greater disdain. "What is the matter with you, Doña?" said the alfereza. "Can you tell me, Señora, why you look at me so? Are you envious?" Doña Victorina finally succeeded in saying. "I envious of you?" said the Medusa with scorn. "O, yes! I envy those curls." "Come, wife!" said the doctor.
They brought the woman and she presented herself without any discomposure, and without manifesting either fear or surprise. "Orderly, tell this woman in Tagalog to sing!" said the alfereza. "She don't understand me; she does not know Spanish." The demented woman understood the orderly and sang the song "Night."
She took several turns about the room, twisting a whip between her nervous hands, and then, stopping suddenly in front of the demented woman, said in Spanish: "Dance!" The demented one did not move. "Dance! Dance!" she repeated in a threatening voice. The poor woman looked at the Señora, her eyes devoid of expression. The alfereza raised one arm and then the other, shaking them in a menacing way.
The Muse of the Guardia Civil examined her with tranquillity from head to foot, and, afterward, sticking out her lower lip, spit, turning her face to the other side. That put an end to Doña Victorina's patience, and, leaving her husband without any support, she squared herself in front of the alfereza, trembling with rage, and unable to speak.
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