Nationalists -- Philippines -- Fiction; Philippine fiction (Spanish) -- Translations into English; Philippines -- History -- Fiction
“Because we should then be traveling over those ricefields, señora,”
replied the imperturbable captain, pursing his lips to indicate the
cultivated fields and indulging in two circumspect winks.
This Doña Victorina was well known in the country for her caprices and
extravagances. She was often seen in society, where she was tolerated
whenever she appeared in the company of her niece, Paulita Gomez, a
very beautiful and wealthy orphan, to whom she was a kind of guardian.
At a rather advanced age she had married a poor wretch named Don
Tiburcio de Espadaña, and at the time we now see her, carried upon
herself fifteen years of wedded life, false frizzes, and a
half-European costume—for her whole ambition had been to Europeanize
herself, with the result that from the ill-omened day of her wedding
she had gradually, thanks to her criminal attempts, succeeded in so
transforming herself that at the present time Quatrefages and Virchow
together could not have told where to classify her among the known
races.
Her husband, who had borne all her impositions with the resignation of
a fakir through so many years of married life, at last on one luckless
day had had his bad half-hour and administered to her a superb whack
with his crutch. The surprise of Madam Job at such an inconsistency of
character made her insensible to the immediate effects, and only after
she had recovered from her astonishment and her husband had fled did
she take notice of the pain, then remaining in bed for several days, to
the great delight of Paulita, who was very fond of joking and laughing
at her aunt. As for her husband, horrified at the impiety of what
appeared to him to be a terrific parricide, he took to flight, pursued
by the matrimonial furies (two curs and a parrot), with all the speed
his lameness permitted, climbed into the first carriage he encountered,
jumped into the first banka he saw on the river, and, a Philippine
Ulysses, began to wander from town to town, from province to province,
from island to island, pursued and persecuted by his bespectacled
Calypso, who bored every one that had the misfortune to travel in her
company. She had received a report of his being in the province of La
Laguna, concealed in one of the towns, so thither she was bound to
seduce him back with her dyed frizzes.
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