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Noting his scrutinizing gaze, she would ask him: "What are you thinking about me?" He would explain his perplexities, and she would laugh. Indubitably, there existed an instinctive accord of the sentiments between Amparito and him, an organic sympathy.
"Man, man!" exclaimed the judge; "how does it strike you, Don Calixto? That these little girls know the human heart pretty well?" "These children do not know how to appreciate our merits," said Don Calixto. "Oh, yes; your merits are for your wives," replied Amparito. "I must inform you that my friend Caesar is married, too," said Alzugaray, laughing.
I don't wish to hear any more stupid remarks." "The stupid remarks are those you are making." And Caesar, who was beginning to feel angry, rebuked Amparito too severely, for her coquetry, her bad intentions, and her desire to humiliate and mortify people without any reason. Amparito listened to him, pale and panting. "And after all," said Caesar, "all this is nothing to me.
This conviction supported him. "I have to go to Castro," he said to Amparito. "But didn't you say that...?" "Yes, but it is impossible." Amparito realized that her husband's decision was final, and she said: "All right; let us go to Castro." The Conservatives had come into power; the time to change the town government was approaching.
Is the whole of life nothing, in reality, but ridiculous?" Caesar returned home, and unknown to Alzugaray, wrote a letter to Amparito. He put the letter into the box, and then went to call on Don Calixto, and take leave of him. Don Calixto invited Caesar and Alzugaray to dinner the next day, and there were the same guests as the first time. The dinner was cold and ceremonious.
He had seen Amparito with his sister many times but had scarcely ever exchanged more than a few words with her. One afternoon Caesar was in the gallery in an arm-chair, with his feet high. He felt melancholy and lazy, and was watching the clouds move across the sky. Soon he heard steps, and saw Amparito with an old servant who had been her nurse. Caesar jumped up.
Caesar was pale and absorbed; he felt that something extraordinary had happened to him. His hands trembled and things swam around him. In a short while Amparito returned. She had a round glass box in her hand, which she said she had found in Laura's room. "This afternoon I am going to Our Lady of the Rock," said Amparito. "Will you come, Caesar?" "Yes." "Then, good-bye till then."
Caesar began to walk up and down the gallery, trembling a little. "I don't see why you say this to me," he murmured. "I am a morbid man, with an ulcerated, wounded spirit.... I know that. But why say it to me? Do you take pleasure in humiliating me?" "No, Caesar," said Amparito, drawing near him. "You don't believe that I take pleasure in humiliating you. No, you know well that I do not."
Caesar was always stupefied on seeing the transpositions of h's, s's, and z's that she made in her letters. There remained by Amparito, from her passage through the French school, a recollection of the history of France made up of a few anecdotes and a few phrases. Thus, it was not unusual to hear her speak of Turenne, of Francis I, or of Colbert.
It is childish." At that moment Amparito's father entered the gallery, and he came running to the girl's side. "What have you done to my daughter?" he cried, approaching Caesar threateningly. "I, nothing," he said. "You have. What has he done to you?" screamed the father. "Nothing, Papa. Do not shriek that way, for God's sake," moaned Amparito; "I was entirely to blame." "If he..."
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