Nationalists -- Philippines -- Fiction; Philippine fiction (Spanish) -- Translations into English; Philippines -- History -- Fiction
“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!
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?”
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. “I
confer them, but disinterestedly.”
The novice bit his lip and felt smaller than ever, while he placed a
respectful distance between himself and his fellow townsman.
Tadeo resumed: “That is the musician H——; that one, the lawyer J——, who
delivered as his own a speech printed in all the books and was
congratulated and admired for it; Doctor K——, that man just getting out
of a hansom, is a specialist in diseases of children, so he’s called
Herod; that’s the banker L——, who can talk only of his money and his
hoards; the poet M——, who is always dealing with the stars and the
beyond. There goes the beautiful wife of N——, whom Padre Q——is
accustomed to meet when he calls upon the absent husband; the Jewish
merchant P——, who came to the islands with a thousand pesos and is now
a millionaire. That fellow with the long beard is the physician R——,
who has become rich by making invalids more than by curing them.”
“Making invalids?”
“Yes, boy, in the examination of the conscripts. Attention! That finely
dressed gentleman is not a physician but a homeopathist sui generis—he
professes completely the similis similibus. The young cavalry captain
with him is his chosen disciple. That man in a light suit with his hat
tilted back is the government clerk whose maxim is never to be polite
and who rages like a demon when he sees a hat on any one else’s
head—they say that he does it to ruin the German hatters. The man just
arriving with his family is the wealthy merchant C——, who has an income
of over a hundred thousand pesos. But what would you say if I should
tell you that he still owes me four pesos, five reales, and twelve
cuartos? But who would collect from a rich man like him?”
“That gentleman in debt to you?”
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