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 scarcely seen him since we arrived in Moraleda. He is becoming quite shameless.

. Heavens! What a thing to say! And she comes from Madrid.

. I don't like the fit of her dress.

. No. Nor the way she does her hair.

. Have you noticed her walk? Yet they laugh at the provinces.

. [Aside to the ] Poetry and Rhetoric are giving us a course.

. They had better look out. There's a tang of the street to every Madrileña, even though she is a marchioness—a touch of the low quarters and the Lavapiés.

. I can believe it.

. Everybody is here this evening.

. Why, mamma!

. Good evening, ladies.

. So you got up your courage, did you?

. After the explanations of your husband. Ah! Don Santiago…

. Oh! Doña O…

. And papa?

. He was coming with me, but we happened on Polito, so I have him instead. Your father stopped off at the club. He was anxious to inquire… There were rumors afloat…

. Has there been any trouble?

. Oh, the rabble—people who have nothing better to do, making a demonstration in front of the theatre.

. Name of Joseph! Do you think we shall be safe, Don Santiago?