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She spoke her lines discreetly, but without much warmth; it was easy to see that she was afraid. The curtain fell in a dead silence. "Immediately the waiting-room and passage-way were filled by Inocencio's friends, who came eagerly to tell him that this first performance of his play was a great success, but what was the matter with Clotilde?
I begin to like this gentleman." "He comes in the evening, besides, to play tresillo," continued the young girl; "for every night some friends meet here the judge of the lower court, the attorney-general, the dean, the bishop's secretary, the alcalde, the collector of taxes, Don Inocencio's nephew " "Ah! Jacintito, the lawyer." "Yes; he is a simple-hearted boy, as good as gold.
"The noise which Inocencio's friends had been making in regard to the theme of his play, the fact that Clotilde had chosen it for her benefit performance, and the wide-spread rumor that the celebrated actress was going to win a signal triumph in it, all worked together to help the speculators to dispose of every seat in the house at fabulous prices.
"On the following day, Clotilde called upon the manager, and by threatening to break her contract, forced from him a promise to produce Inocencio's play as soon as possible. That same afternoon, the poet expressed his thanks to his patroness and promptly took her into his confidence. He belonged to a distinguished provincial family, although without great financial resources.
"What about a necktie?" asked one of the company, who had been nodding. Don Jerónimo took an immense, an infernal pull at his cigar, in testimony of his annoyance, then proceeded with no further notice: "Meanwhile the rehearsals of Inocencio's play had begun. It was called, if I am not mistaken, Stooping to Conquer, excuse me, no, I believe it was just the reverse, Conquering to Stoop.
Why don't you go to Don Inocencio's and ask him to come here to-night and bring Jacintillo with him?" "Jacintillo!" "Yes, when Rosarito has these fits of melancholy, the only one who can divert her is that young man." "But I will go upstairs " "No, you must not." "What etiquette there is in this house!" "You are ridiculing us. Do as I ask you." "But I wish to see her." "But you cannot see her.
In the spring they would go every morning to take a walk in the Retiro and take chocolate under the trees; in the summer they would spend a month or two in Inocencio's birthplace, so as to bring back from the country a supply of good color and health for the coming winter.
Understand this well, child; open your understanding and allow an idea that is not vulgar to enter it rise above yourself; think lofty thoughts, Remedios!" Don Inocencio's niece was struck dumb by so much loftiness of soul. She opened her mouth to say something that should be in consonance with so sublime an idea, but she only breathed a sigh. "Like the Moors," repeated Dona Perfecta.
Clotilde was speaking, and hotly maintaining that Inocencio's Stooping to Conquer or Conquering to Stoop was better than A New Drama. The young man protested feebly. On another occasion they were speaking of their future union.
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