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"Allow me, señorita, to express my desire to see you again before leaving the town, as I still have some very important things to say to you. Señor Alcalde, you will accompany me during the walk which I wish to take after the conference that I will hold alone with Señor Ibarra." "Your Excellency will permit us to inform you," began Padre Salvi humbly, "that Señor Ibarra is excommunicated."
I was extremely shocked at the Countess's want of dignity in continuing to see the man by whose hand her husband had fallen." "The husband had been a great brute, and it was not known," said Stanmer. "Its not being known made no difference. And as for Salvi having been a brute, that is but a way of saying that his wife, and the man whom his wife subsequently married, didn't like him."
Little by little the lexicon of epithets was exhausted, the review of shamelessness of the two couples completed, and with threats and insults they gradually drew away from one another. Fray Salvi moved from one group to the other, giving animation to the scene. Would that our friend the correspondent had been present!
But she used to let me stay after them all; she thought an old English name as good. What a transcendent coquette! . . . But basta cosi as she used to say. I meant to go tonight to Casa Salvi, but I couldn't bring myself to the point. I don't know what I'm afraid of; I used to be in a hurry enough to go there once.
"I thank the gentleman, he troubles himself too much on my account," she stammered timidly, "but " "But you honor it enough merely by being present," concluded the gallant alcalde as he turned to Padre Salvi. "Padre," he said in a loud voice, "I've observed that during the whole day your Reverence has been silent and thoughtful."
Everybody had eyes and ears intent upon the stage, except one, Father Salví. He seemed to have come to the theatre for no other purpose than to watch Maria Clara, whose sadness gave to her beauty an air so ideal and interesting that everybody looked upon her with rapture. But the Franciscan's eyes, deeply hidden in their hollow orbits, spoke no words of rapture.
Truly, Padre Salvi was a pitiable sight. He did not care to touch the second cup of chocolate nor to taste the sweet cakes of Cebu; instead, he paced thoughtfully about the spacious sala, crumpling in his bony hands the letters, which he read from time to time.
The blows were redoubled, but he remained unmoved. "Whip him until he bursts or talks!" cried the exasperated alferez. "Talk now," the directorcillo advised him. "They'll kill you anyhow." They led him back into the hall where the other prisoner, with chattering teeth and quaking limbs, was calling upon the saints. "Do you know this fellow?" asked Padre Salvi.
"What has she to do with our merrymakings? I imagine she's raging! But just let the cholera come and you'd see her give a banquet." "But, Sinang!" again her cousin scolded. "I never was able to endure her and especially since she disturbed our picnic with her civil-guards. If I were the Archbishop I'd marry Her to Padre Salvi then think what children!
Somewhat fatigued!" exclaimed the alferez. "Why, he must be exhausted. What did you think of the sermon this morning?" "Superb, gigantic!" said the Notary. "To be able to speak like Father Dámaso, a man needs lungs," observed Father Manuel Martin. The Augustine did not concede more than lung power. "And such easiness of expression," added Father Salví.
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