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Updated: May 7, 2025
The animal was alive with fleas it scratched absent-mindedly with one hind paw, even while Juanito strangled it against his naked breast but it was the apple of its owner's eye, and when Inez unfeelingly banished it from the house Juanito began to squall lustily.
Juanito sat down in content, and as a mark of gratitude stuck out his tongue at his prompter, who had arisen blushing with shame and muttering incoherent excuses. For a moment Padre Millon regarded him as one gloating over a favorite dish. What a good thing it would be to humiliate and hold up to ridicule that dudish boy, always smartly dressed, with head erect and serene look!
The diminutives are, however, almost always used Pacquita, Juanito, etc., in place of Francisca or Juan. Even the middle-aged and old ladies are always spoken to by their Christian names, and it is quite common to hear a child of six addressing a lady who is probably a grandmother as "Luisa" or "Mariquita."
But a stud to catch a fighting stud was another plan altogether. "You would offer him a fight?" "Sí, but not a real fight. Just allow him to believe that there would be one. Pull him so out of hiding in the rocks—" "Using what stud for bait?" "Señor Juanito—he said a stud that would fight too, like Shiloh." "Shiloh!" Drew wadded the towel in his fist and pitched it across the room. "Shiloh!"
"Do you know that you really are an ass?" exclaimed Placido, picking up his book and papers. "Let's have a dia pichido!" repeated Juanito. Placido was unwilling, since for only two the authorities were hardly going to suspend a class of more than a hundred and fifty.
Though small and somewhat ill-made, with an air that was haughty and disdainful, he was not lacking in a certain nobility of manner, and he seemed to have something of that delicacy of feeling which made the Spanish chivalry of other days so famous. He was named Juanito. The second son, Felipe, was about twenty years of age; he resembled Clara. The youngest was eight.
I have promised Señora Carreno to sleep one night under her roof, and convince her that my foot is entirely well. Bring Aquila into the courtyard. All is quiet in the neighbourhood?" "All quiet, Señor Captain. Good; I bring Aquila and return to the troop. You will be with us, then, before sunrise?" "Before sunrise without fail," said Captain Jack. "Buenos noches, Juanito!"
Naturally, the brilliant Paulita could no longer love a young man who so erroneously understood social matters and whom all condemned. Then she began to reflect. Juanito was clever, capable, gay, shrewd, the son of a rich merchant of Manila, and a Spanish mestizo besides if Don Timoteo was to be believed, a full-blooded Spaniard.
Stratagem or accident, the fact is that this mischance gave an excuse for the friend to remain with the old woman, while Isagani might talk with Paulita. Moreover, it was a matter of rejoicing to Doña Victorina, since to get Juanito for herself she was favoring Isagani's love. Paulita had her plan ready.
"Content, senor alcalde," I replied; "produce the guide, and the extra peseta shall be forthcoming in due season." Soon appeared Juanito with a lantern in his hand. We instantly set forward. The two guides began conversing in Gallegan. "Mon maitre," said Antonio, "this new scoundrel is asking the old one what he thinks we have got in our portmanteaus."
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