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p black. "Good evening, se?ores; good evening, fathers," said Captain Tiago, kissing t

fied. The arrival was evidently unexpected. Se?or Ibarra exchanged the usual phrases with members of the group. Nothing marked him from other guests save his black attire. His fine height,

nd delighted, "my father's

ward the Francisca

barra, puzzled.

riest at last, in an odd voice; "b

e had offered, and turned to find himself facin

you the son of D

stomo

ew your father well, one of the mos

say dispels my doubts as to his fat

ears. He turned away to hide the

one in the middle of the room. No one presented him to the

, and salute the first of my cou

barra turned away, and a jovial man, in native dress, with s

aptain Tinong, and live near you at Tondo

d with the kindness, "but to-mor

Well then, on

announced a waiter o

much ceremony on the part of the ladies, especially t