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After inspecting the state of the ossuary in the stew-pot, Petra made the soup, and then set about extracting all the scrap meat from the bones and covering them hypocritically with a tomato sauce. This was the piece de resistance in Dona Casiana's establishment.
Dona Casiana's desolation, when she learned of their decision, was exceedingly great; several times she had to resort to the closet and surrender herself to the consolations of the beverage of her own concoction.
Then she hired out her daughters as servants, sent her two boys off to a little town in the province of Soria, where her brother-in-law was the superintendent of a small railway station, and herself entered as a domestic in Dona Casiana's lodging-house. Thus she descended from mistress to servant, without complaint. It was enough that the idea had occurred to her; therefore it was best.
Another good instructor was found in the person of Dona Casiana's niece, a trifle older than Manuel, a thin, weakly chit of such a malicious nature that she was always hatching plots against somebody.
The author would be too bold if he tried to demonstrate the mathematical necessity imposed upon Dona Casiana's house of being situated on Mesonero Romanos Street rather than upon Olivo, for, undoubtedly, with the same reason it might have been placed upon Desengano, Tudescos or any other thoroughfare.
Then nothing more was heard save the persistent shrilling of the neighbouring cricket, who continued to scrape away at his disagreeable instrument with the determination of a beginner on the violin. Dona Casiana's House A Morning Ceremony Conspiracy Wherein Is Discussed the Nutritive Value of Bones Petra and her Family Manuel; his arrival in Madrid.
Some one who discovered the flask with its black twig of anis compared it to those bottles in which fetuses and similar nasty objects are preserved, and since that time, whenever the landlady appeared with rosy cheeks, a thousand comments not at all favourable to the madame's abstinence ran from lodger to lodger. "Dona Casiana's tipsy from her fetus-brandy."
That Sunday night Dona Casiana's lodgers had an unusually succulent supper, and after the supper several ronquillas for dessert, watered by the purest concoction of the Prussian distilleries. The spree was still in progress at ten o'clock. Petra said to Manuel: "Call Don Jacinto and tell him that I'm worse." Manuel went to the dining-room.
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