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Updated: June 12, 2025
Padre Sibyla dared not go on, but looked at Simoun. "The petition has a somewhat suspicious character," corroborated that individual, exchanging a look with the Dominican, who winked several times. Padre Irene noticed these things and realized that his cause was almost lost Simoun was against him. "It's a peaceful rebellion, a revolution on stamped paper," added Padre Sibyla. "Revolution?
If it is not broken off, I am condemned in this life and in the next. They all tell me the same thing, even Father Sibyla! I ought to shut the doors of my house and ... I owe him more than fifty thousand pesos. I told the Fathers so, but they would take no notice of it. 'Which do you prefer to lose, they said to me, 'fifty thousand pesos, or your life and your soul? Alas! Ay! San Antonio!
The friar-artilleryman was playing in good faith and with great care, so he turned red and bit his lip every time Padre Sibyla seemed inattentive or blundered, but he dared not say a word by reason of the respect he felt for the Dominican. In exchange he took his revenge out on Padre Irene, whom he looked upon as a base fawner and despised for his coarseness.
Padre Damaso stood at the side of the beauty, smiling like one especially blessed. Fray Sibyla yes, Fray Sibyla himself was talking to her. Doña Victorina was arranging in the magnificent hair of the maiden a string of pearls and diamonds which threw out all the beautiful tints of the rainbow.
"Ah," sighed the old man, "they advise an operation, an operation, Hernando, at my age! This country, O this terrible country! Take warning from my ease, Hernando!" Fray Sibyla raised his eyes slowly and fixed them on the sick man's face. "What has your Reverence decided to do?" he asked. "To die! Ah, what else can I do? I am suffering too much, but I have made many suffer, I am paying my debt!
There were present the greater part of our acquaintances: Padre Sibyla and Padre Salvi among various Franciscans and Dominicans; the old lieutenant of the Civil Guard, Señor Guevara, gloomier than ever; the alferez, who was for the thousandth time describing his battle and gazing over his shoulders at every one, believing himself to be a Don John of Austria, for he was now a major; De Espadaña, who looked at the alferez with respect and fear, and avoided his gaze; and Doña Victorina, swelling with indignation.
The larger part of our acquaintances was there: Father Sibyla, Father Salví and several other Franciscans and Dominicans, the old lieutenant of the Civil Guard, Señor Guevara, more melancholy than ever; the alferez, who related his battle for the thousandth time, feeling himself head and shoulders above everybody and a veritable Don Juan de Austria, now a lieutenant with the rank of commander; De Espadaña, who looked at the former with respect and fear and avoided his glance; and the indignant Doña Victorina.
Let's get to work, to work in earnest, since we still have a half-hour before breakfast. Are there many matters to be got through with?" All now gave their attention. That was the day for joining battle over the question of instruction in Castilian, for which purpose Padre Sibyla and Padre Irene had been there several days.
Father Sibyla said: "I have nothing to say to him.... I am losing time here!" "It's the same with me," said an Augustine. "Shall we go?" "Would it not be better for us to find out what he thinks?" asked Father Salví. "We would avoid a scandal ... and ... we would be able to call to his mind his duty to ... the Church."
"I'm also leaving the town," answered the ex-alferez, swelling up. "The government needs me to command a flying column to clean the provinces of filibusters." Fray Sibyla looked him over rapidly from head to foot and then turned his back completely. "Is it known for certain what will become of the ringleader, the filibuster?" inquired a government employee.
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