By: juanrico

Oct 26 2013

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In that evening the scandal at the church main entrance had been around the school. Groups of villagers were seen at any corner in town in a malicious cheerful gossip about the previous evening stonning.
At the barber’s no customer had dared to say a word about as the barber himself was close relation to the protagonists. He just claimed Saint Fountain had taken the blame for keeping on an affair so candid to the eyes of the town dwellers.
At the square the country men in the two public houses both at Perico´s and at Martos` did not stop laughing at the miserable pelt-stone that had taken place the day before while playing dominos or cards in a lounge filled with a sort of thick fume caused by the heavy smokers who were then concerned of the uncertain love.
-“That sort of secret love should have never been uncovered; both parts ought to have met me for reaching friendly terms” – said Aristophanus at once as he was puffing anxiously from his habanous cigar while standing up by the playing table ready to leave the party for the evening prayers.
-“It is often said around that in affairs between brothers or sisters no one should enterfere” -said D. Alfred, the mayor who was also ready to attend the prayers at church.
-“Both love and bulk you can never hide them anywhere” -pointed out Foxhunter, the ony local guard who was not used to play dominos or cards for fear to lose his small saving in playing cards carelessly..
Once the game was over D. Aristophanus had ordered one coffee and a glass of brandy in order to warm up his Christian soul so deeply dishearted out of the bloody struggle between the three ladies envolved in a wild fight of jealousy after the mass in the main square.