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Updated: May 26, 2025
"We're going to have the cancan!" exclaimed Tadeo, the winner of the first prize in the French class, who had managed to make out this word. "Makaraig, they're going to dance the cancan!" He rubbed his hands gleefully. From the moment the curtain rose, Tadeo had been heedless of the music.
"Aren't you coming in?" Makaraig asked him. "We haven't been able to get tickets." "Fortunately, we have a box," replied Makaraig. "Basilio couldn't come. Both of you, come in with us." Tadeo did not wait for the invitation to be repeated, but the novice, fearing that he would intrude, with the timidity natural to the provincial Indian, excused himself, nor could he be persuaded to enter.
Tadeo named all the persons who arrived, when he did not know them inventing titles, biographies, and interesting sketches. "You see that tall gentleman with dark whiskers, somewhat squint-eyed, dressed in black he's Judge A , an intimate friend of the wife of Colonel B . One day if it hadn't been for me they would have come to blows. Hello, here comes that Colonel! What if they should fight?"
Well, then; I used to have my own lovers plenty of them handsome young arrieros and rancheros: there was Tadeo, a valento of the first class: and Buffa and well, I will sleep; they do not remember me, I dare say; and I have forgotten their names." In the mean time the sisters sat down beneath a great fig-tree. No sunshine, no shower, could penetrate its thick foliage.
Carriage after carriage drove up; the actors and actresses arrived and entered by a separate door, followed by their friends and admirers. After Paulita had gone in, Tadeo resumed: "Those are the nieces of the rich Captain D , those coming up in a landau; you see how pretty and healthy they are? Well, in a few years they'll be dead or crazy.
Super flumina Babylonis sedimus!" "Yes, a banquet like that of the convicts," said Tadeo. "A banquet at which we all wear mourning and deliver funeral orations," added Sandoval. "A serenade with the Marseillaise and funeral marches," proposed Isagani.
The novice held his breath, but the colonel and the judge shook hands cordially, the soldier, an old bachelor, inquiring about the health of the judge's family. "Ah, thank heaven!" breathed Tadeo. "I'm the one who made them friends." "What if they should invite us to go in?" asked the novice timidly. "Get out, boy! I never accept favors!" retorted Tadeo majestically.
"Where's the cancan?" inquired Tadeo. But the curtain rose again immediately, revealing a scene in a servant market, with three posts on which were affixed signs bearing the announcements: servantes, cochers, and domestiques.
"And in order that we may participate in the management of the academy," Makaraig went on, "we are intrusted with the collection of contributions and dues, with the obligation of turning them over to the treasurer whom the corporation may designate, which treasurer will issue us receipts." "Then we're tax-collectors!" remarked Tadeo. "Sandoval," said Pecson, "there's the gauntlet take it up!"
Tadeo would bow politely, wave his hand in a friendly manner, and call out a familiar greeting. "Who's he?" "Bah!" was the negligent reply. "The Civil Governor, the Vice-Governor, Judge , Señora , all friends of mine!" The novice marveled and listened in fascination, taking care to keep on the left. Tadeo the friend of judges and governors!
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