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Updated: June 13, 2025
He was in the habit of wearing a threadbare macfarland, frayed at the edges, a large, dirty handkerchief tied around his throat, and a soft, yellow, grimy slouch hat. His daughter, Milagros by name, a slender lass as sleek as a bird, had relations with Leandro, Manual's cousin. The sweethearts had plenty of love quarrels, now because of her flirtations, now because of the evil life he led.
"Whose picture is this?" he is reported to have asked. "The fellow who killed her," they answered. This was exceedingly strange, and it fascinated Manuel; many a time he had thought that Milagros really loved Leandro; this fairly confirmed his conjectures. During all that night Senor Ignacio, seated on a chair, wept without cease; Vidal was scared through and through, as was Manuel.
They could not get along, for Milagros was a bit haughty and a climber, considering herself a social superior fallen upon evil days, while Leandro, on the other hand, was abrupt and irascible. The cobbler's other neighbour, Senor Zurro, a quaint, picturesque type, had nothing to do with Senor Ignacio and felt for the proof-reader a most cordial hatred.
Before the entrance door there was a tiny wooden booth adorned with red and yellow percale and a number of Spanish flags; this was the raffle stand. Leandro and Manuel took a seat in a corner and waited. The proof-reader and his family did not arrive until after ten; Milagros looked very pretty that night; she had on a light costume with blue figuring, a kerchief of black crape and white slippers.
Lechuguino was an expert dancer; he swept his partner along as if she were a feather and as he spoke, brought his lips so close to hers that it seemed as if he were kissing her. Leandro was at an utter loss and suffered agonies; he could not make up his mind to leave. The dance came to an end and Lechuguino accompanied Milagros to the place where her mother was sitting. "Come.
They went into the Corralon; a crowd of gamins and old women, amazed to see such a strange woman there at such an hour, surrounded them, showering Manuel and Leandro with questions. Leandro was eager for Milagros to learn that he had been there with a woman, so he accompanied Fanny through the place, pointing out all the holes of the wretched dwelling.
Wherefore Encarna mortally hated Milagros and the members of her family; every hour of the day she branded them as vulgarians, starvelings, and insulted them with such scoffing sobriquets as Mendrugo, "Beggar's Crumb," which was applied by her to the proof-reader, and "The Madwoman of the Vatican," which meant his daughter.
"I hope he will be nice. One of the girls told me the other day that she disliked her father, which seems odd, doesn't it? Milagros de Villanueva do you know her? She was my friend once. We told each other everything. She has red hair. I thought it was golden when she was my friend. But one can see with half an eye that it is red." Sarrion laughed rather shortly.
And Marcos tried to get his hand through the hole in the wall, but he failed. "Aha?" laughed Juanita. "You see I have the advantage of you." "Yes," he answered gravely. "You have the advantage of me." And on the other side of the wall, he smiled slowly to himself. "Go! Go at once," she whispered hurriedly, "Milagros is calling me. There is some one coming. I can see through the leaves.
Some mornings as the boy passed Senor Zurro's apartment on the way down to the patio, he would encounter Encarna, who, catching sight of him, would ask maliciously after Milagros, or else sing him a tango which began: Of all the crazy deeds a man commits in his life, The craziest is taking to himself a wife.
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