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If he thought him rich so much the better. Thus those youths, who knew no broader horizon than that of the island, could not say that he was a ruined man seeking to marry into Pèp's family in order to recover the lands of Can Mallorquí. Why should the peasant be so surprised at his desire to marry Margalida?
"I'll give you ten cents for bringing them," he added, to make certain that Pep would not change him mind. "Have you had any breakfast?" "I haven't had no eatin' since yesterday mornin'." "What would you do if I gave you ten cents?" Pep's eyes opened in wonder. In his knockabout life he had met all sorts of people, yet here was certainly a new kind. "Yer jokin'!" he gasped. "No, I'm not."
Febrer, who had at first listened with deference, straightened his figure when he heard Pèp's predictions. His rude nature rebelled, as if the peasant's fears were an insult. He afraid! He felt equal to fighting all the young men of the island. Not a man in Iviza could force him to change his mind.
His recollections were vague, dim, surrounded by a nimbus of white haze; something resembling the confused memory of acts and words after a day of intoxication. He recalled that his head had fallen on Pèp's shoulder with mortal weariness; that his strength was deserting him, as if his life were escaping with the warm and sticky stream trickling down his breast and his back.
"Ah, Don Jaime, what misery!" Febrer dined at Can Mallorquí to save Pèp's children the climb up to the tower. The meal was begun in gloom, as if the lamentations of the hooded creatures on the porch of the church still vibrated in their ears; but gradually around the little low table, crowned with its great bowl of rice, joy began to spread.
"And where is Pep?" "Pep's to school; I sent him last week. He's got to have an eddication, no two ways on it. Betty's goin' to manage it with Tom when he is well." "I am glad to hear that. And how about your property?" "Oh, it's safe. Last week I run afoul of an old lawyer friend of mine saved his life onct in a blow off Cape Hatteras and he's taken it in tow.
"Uncle Doc is going to take him out of de hospital next week, so as Aunt Betty can nurse him herself. She's awful kind, she is." "And how do you like the change?" asked Frank. "I feel like I was dreamin'," was Pep's answer. "It don't seem natural these clo'es and that nice home. It's like de times long ago." "Are you selling papers yet?" asked Richard. "No, sir.
Pèp's wife and his son passed on unconsciously, and as the two were left alone in the path, they at last stopped, without realizing what they were doing. "Margalida! Almond Blossom!" To the devil with shyness! Febrer felt arrogant and masterful as in his better days. Why this fear? A peasant girl! A child!
The spectacle he had witnessed in so many other houses on the island seemed to him an absurdity for Can Mallorquí. He had not realized that Pèp's daughter was a woman. Could that child, that pretty, white doll, really care for men?
The Little Chaplain, submissive and shrinking through habit, took refuge in a corner behind the defense of skirts and petticoats which his weeping mother opposed to Pèp's fury; but now, up in the tower, recalling the event with glaring eyes, livid cheeks and clenched fists, he gnashed his teeth. What injustice!
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