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Updated: June 18, 2025
"Domestiques are those that are domesticated haven't you noticed that some of them have the air of savages? Those are the servantes." "That's right," added Doña Victorina, "some have very bad manners and yet I thought that in Europe everybody was cultivated. But as it happens in France, well, I see!" "Ssh! Ssh!"
"If you had come two days before, Dona Victorina," replied Captain Tiago during a short pause, "you would have met His Excellency, the Governor General. He sat right there." "What? How's that? Was His Excellency here? And in your house? A lie!" "I tell you he sat right there. If you had come two days before " "Ah!
"Your cousin who loves you in her heart. "Victorina de los Reyes de de Espadaña. "Sampalog, Monday Eve, 7 o'clock." It was a serious matter. Linares knew Doña Victorina's character and knew what she was capable of doing. To reason with her was out of the question; to beg was useless; to deceive her worse. There was no other remedy than to challenge.
"What ugly houses these natives have," began Doña Victorina, making a grimace. "I don't know how they can live there: one must be a native to do it. They meet us and don't uncover their heads! Hit them over the head as the curates and tenientes of the Guardia Civil do when they don't take off their hats. Teach them manners." "And if they hit me?" asked Dr. de Espadaña. "Aren't you a man?"
At that moment Capitan Tiago came in from the cockpit, sad and sighing; he had lost his lásak. But Doña Victorina left him no time to grieve. In a few words but with no lack of strong language she related what had happened, trying of course to put herself in the best light possible. "Linares is going to challenge him, do you hear?
"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.
But we all know that you are the adviser of the Governor General, that he could not live without you. Ah! What a pleasure to see you, Clarita." Maria Clara seemed paler than ever, although she was now quite recovered from her illness. Sadly smiling, she approached and greeted Doña Victorina with a formal kiss. After the customary words had been exchanged, Doña went on with her false Andalusian.
"Because it's very shallow in the other, señora," answered the captain, deliberately, slowly winking one eye, a little habit which he had cultivated as if to say to his words on their way out, "Slowly, slowly!" "Half speed! Botheration, half speed!" protested Doña Victorina disdainfully. "Why not full?"
Now wasn't this enough to exhaust the patience of a female Job a sobriquet Doña Victorina always applied to herself when put out with any one!
With a timid bow and a sad smile she went up to Doña Victorina for the ceremonial kiss. After the usual conventional remarks, the pseudo-Andalusian continued: "We've come to visit you. You've been zaved, thankz to your relations." This was said with a significant glance toward Linares. "God has protected my father," replied the girl in a low voice.
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