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Updated: June 12, 2025
At half-past seven in the evening there were no more tickets to be had, not even though they had been for Padre Salvi himself in his direct need, and the persons waiting to enter the general admission already formed a long queue.
The old women, however, surrounded the curate in order to converse with him about spiritual matters, but Fray Salvi apparently did not consider the place and time appropriate, for he gave vague answers and his sad, rather bored, looks wandered in all directions except toward his questioners. The chess-match began with great solemnity.
He looked for a moment at Friar Salví and then walked off, twisting nervously the end of his grey beard. In the meantime, others were commenting something like this: "There you see the hand of God!" said one. "Even the women hate him." "He had his house burned, thinking that he could thus save himself.
How I would like to see him and not have him see me! I could follow him everywhere." Father Salví hid behind the thick trunk of an old tree and listened. "That is to say, you want to do with him what the curate does with you: watch him everywhere?" replied the merry voice. "Be careful, for jealousy makes one grow thin and the eyes sink in." "No, no.
"An insolent vagabond who came to beg and who doesn't want to work," explained Padre Salvi, picking up his hat and cane to return to the convento. An Examination of Conscience Long days and weary nights passed at the sick girl's bed. After having confessed herself, Maria Clara had suffered a relapse, and in her delirium she uttered only the name of the mother whom she had never known.
"What have I told you to make you afraid?" I looked a little at his ingenuous countenance. "The mother was a very dangerous woman." The young Englishman began to blush again. "The daughter is not," he said. "Are you very sure?" He didn't say he was sure, but he presently inquired in what way the Countess Salvi had been dangerous.
Because you remind me of what I was when I knew her when I loved her." My poor young Englishman gazed at me with a sort of embarrassed and fascinated stare, and still I went on. "I say that's the reason I told you this but you'll think it a strange reason. You remind me of my younger self. You needn't resent that I was a charming young fellow. The Countess Salvi thought so.
"It's the same thing. If you will tell me " "Shall I find Padre Damaso in his town?" interrupted Linares, addressing Padre Salvi. "I've been told that it's near here." "He's right here and will be over in a little while," replied the curate. "How glad I am of that!
"A wound, madam, is not a form of illness which the conscience can affect," replied Padre Salvi severely. "Nevertheless, a clean confession will preserve her from receiving in the future such blows as she got this morning." "She deserves them!" went on Doña Victorina as if she had not heard what Padre Salvi said. "That woman is so insolent! In the church she did nothing but stare at me.
"Padre Irene," continued Makaraig, "has told me about everything that took place at Los Baños. It seems that they disputed for at least a week, he supporting and defending our case against all of them, against Padre Sibyla, Padre Fernandez, Padre Salvi, the General, the jeweler Simoun " "The jeweler Simoun!" interrupted one of his listeners.
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