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Ibarra had said to him, "We are disputing over a point of law, but that does not mean that we are enemies," so the celebrated orator of the conservatives had enthusiastically accepted the invitation, sending along three turkeys and putting his servants at the young man's disposal. The curate was received with respect and deference by all, even the alferez.
Albino, the former seminary student, came out with his hands tied, as did also the twin sons of Capitana Maria. These three youths were serious and grave. The last who came was Ibarra. The young man was pale. He looked about for the face of Maria Clara. "That is the one who is to blame!" cried many voices. "He is to blame and he will go free."
Each prisoner had his family there to pray for him, to weep for him, to bestow on him the most endearing names all save Ibarra, who had no one, even Ñor Juan and the schoolmaster having disappeared. "Look what you've done to my husband and my son!" Doray cried to him. "Look at my poor son! You've robbed him of his father!"
"All because we didn't hear mass," sighed one. "But what accident has befallen us, ladies?" asked Ibarra. "The cayman seems to have been the only unlucky one." "All of which proves," concluded the ex-student of theology, "that in all its sinful life this unfortunate reptile has never attended mass at least, I've never seen him among the many other caymans that frequent the church."
Elias wrung his hands, saying, "Well then, at least parry the blow. Prepare for the time when they accuse you." Ibarra gazed about him in bewilderment. "Then help me. There in that writing-desk are all the letters of my family. Select those of my father, which are perhaps the ones that may compromise me. Read the signatures."
Could I not carry out the good work in spite of all? Does truth need to be clothed in the garments of falsehood?" "That's it. Nobody likes the bare truth." "I hope to be able to realize all my hopes without encountering great resistance," said Ibarra. "Yes, if the priests lend you their hand; no, if they draw it away.
On the evening when Capitan Tiago gives a ball in his Manila house to celebrate his supposed daughter's engagement, Ibarra makes his escape from prison and succeeds in seeing Maria Clara alone. He begins to reproach her because it is a letter written to her before he went to Europe which forms the basis of the charge against him, but she clears herself of treachery to him.
Besides, his attorney says that if Ibarra had not admitted the genuineness of the letter, he would have been able to do much for him; but, at the sight of it, the young man turned pale, lost heart and acknowledged that he had written it." "Do you say," asked a Franciscan, "that the letter was directed to a young woman? How did it get into the hands of the officers?" The lieutenant did not reply.
But the comments increased still more when, on the afternoon of the third day, they saw Ibarra get out of a carriage in front of the little house of his betrothed, and courteously salute the priest, who was also making his way thither.
But the day in which you see yourself poor and hungry, persecuted, betrayed, and sold by your own countrymen, on that day you will disown yourself, your country, and all mankind." "Your words pain me," said Ibarra resentfully. Elias bowed his head and meditated before replying. "I wish to disillusion you, sir, and save you from a sad future.
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