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"I think he is stopping at Polavieja's," observed Jacinto. "Your nephew and Brigadier Batalla are intimate friends," continued Pinzon; "they are always to be seen together in the streets." "Well, my friend, that gives me a bad idea of your chief," said Dona Perfecta.
"Yes I wanted to tell you," stammered the girl, "I wanted to say Nothing, nothing, I will go to sleep." "Rosario, Rosario! your mother can read your heart like an open book," exclaimed Dona Perfecta with severity. "You are agitated. I have told you already that I am willing to pardon you if you will repent; if you are a good and sensible girl." "Why, am I not good? Ah, mamma, mamma! I am dying!"
"Long life to the Senor Penitentiary!" cried Frasquito Gonzalez, rising to his feet and throwing his cap up to the ceiling. "Silence!" said Dona Perfecta. "Sit down, Frasquito! You are one of those with whom it is always much cry and little wool." "Blessed be God who gave you that eloquent tongue!" exclaimed Cristobal, inflamed with admiration. "What a pair I have before me!
There are references to Simonides, to Sophocles, to Euripides, to Plutarch, to Saint Clement of Alexandria, to Saint Cyprian, to Saint Ambrose, to Garcilasso de la Vega. It seems likely that La Perfecta Casada was written after De los nombres de Cristo, which was almost certainly begun in prison.
The letter-carrier, named Cristoval Ramos, and nicknamed Caballuco a personage whose acquaintance we have already made also visited the house, and to him Dona Perfecta was accustomed to address warnings and reprimands as energetic as the following: "A pretty mail service you have! How is it that my nephew has not received a single letter since he has been in Orbajosa?
The words, as well as the manner and the expression, of his aunt and cousin inspired him with so much confidence that he already felt as if he were in his own house. "Do you know what Rosario was saying to me this morning?" said Dona Perfecta, looking at her nephew.
He took a few steps forward with a martial air, then returned to his seat. "I think that your fears are not idle," said Pinzon. "If it should be necessary, I " "And I " said Jacinto. Dona Perfecta had fixed her eyes on the glass door of the dining-room, through which could be seen a graceful figure.
You cannot read in the conscience of another with the microscope of a naturalist, nor decide the question of another's culpability measuring ideas with a theodolite." "For God's sake, dear aunt!" "Why do you pronounce the name of God when you do not believe in him?" said Dona Perfecta, in solemn accents.
"I say that because a little while ago, when I was at the house, the mother and daughter seemed to be having a sort of reconciliation. Dona Perfecta was kissing Rosarito over and over again, and there was no end to their caresses and endearments." "Reconciliation! With all these preparations for the war you have lost your senses. But, finally, are you coming with me or not?"
You shall see whether I am kind, whether I am indulgent, whether I am humble. Do you think that I am going to contradict you; to deny absolutely the acts of which you have accused me? Well, then, no; I do not deny them." The engineer was astounded. "I do not deny them," continued Dona Perfecta. "What I deny is the evil intention which you attribute to them.
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