dona perecta-第6章
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〃Eh！ Senorita Rosario！〃 he cried； making energetic signs with his right hand。 〃Here we are； I have brought your cousin with me。〃
〃She has seen us；〃 said the young man； stretching out his neck as far as was possible。 〃But if I am not mistaken； there is an ecclesiastic with hera priest。〃
〃That is the Penitentiary；〃 answered the countryman； with naturalness。
〃My cousin has seen usshe has left the priest； and is running toward the house。 She is beautiful。〃
〃As the sun！〃
〃She has turned redder than a cherry。 Come； come； Senor Licurgo。〃
CHAPTER III
PEPE REY
Before proceeding further； it will be well to tell who Pepe Rey was； and what were the affairs which had brought him to Orbajosa。
When Brigadier Rey died in 1841； his two children； Juan and Perfecta； had just married： the latter the richest land…owner of Orbajosa； the former a young girl of the same city。 The husband of Perfecta was called Don Manuel Maria Jose de Polentinos； and the wife of Juan； Maria Polentinos； but although they had the same surname； their relationship was somewhat distant and not very easy to make out。 Juan Rey was a distinguished jurisconsult who had been graduated in Seville and had practised law in that city for thirty years with no less honor than profit。 In 1845 he was left a widower with a son who was old enough to play mischievous pranks； he would sometimes amuse himself by constructing viaducts； mounds； ponds； dikes； and trenches of earth； in the yard of the house； and then flooding those fragile works with water。 His father let him do so； saying； 〃You will be an engineer。〃
Perfecta and Juan had ceased to see each other from the time of their marriage； because the sister had gone to Madrid with her husband； the wealthy Polentinos； who was as rich as he was extravagant。 Play and women had so completely enslaved Manuel Maria Jose that he would have dissipated all his fortune； if death had not been beforehand with him and carried him off before he had had time to squander it。 In a night of orgy the life of the rich provincial； who had been sucked so voraciously by the leeches of the capital and the insatiable vampire of play； came to a sudden termination。 His sole heir was a daughter a few months old。 With the death of Perfecta's husband the terrors of the family were at an end； but the great struggle began。 The house of Polentinos was ruined； the estates were in danger of being seized by the money…lenders； all was in confusion： enormous debts； lamentable management in Orbajosa； discredit and ruin in Madrid。
Perfecta sent for her brother； who； coming to the distressed widow's assistance； displayed so much diligence and skill that in a short time the greater part of the dangers that threatened her had disappeared。 He began by obliging his sister to live in Orbajosa； managing herself her vast estates； while he faced the formidable pressure of the creditors in Madrid。 Little by little the house freed itself from the enormous burden of its debts； for the excellent Don Juan Rey； who had the best way in the world for managing such matters； pleaded in the court； made settlements with the principal creditors and arranged to pay them by instalments； the result of this skilful management being that the rich patrimony of Polentinos was saved from ruin and might continue； for many years to come； to bestow splendor and glory on that illustrious family。
Perfecta's gratitude was so profound that in writing to her brother from Orbajosa； where she determined to reside until her daughter should be grown up； she said to him； among other affectionate things： 〃You have been more than a brother to me； more than a father to my daughter。 How can either of us ever repay you for services so great？ Ah； my dear brother？ from the moment in which my daughter can reason and pronounce a name I will teach her to bless yours。 My gratitude will end only with my life。 Your unworthy sister regrets only that she can find no opportunity of showing you how much she loves you and of recompensing you in a manner suited to the greatness of your soul and the boundless goodness of your heart。〃
At the same time when these words were written Rosarito was two years old。 Pepe Rey； shut up in a school in Seville； was making lines on paper； occupied in proving that 〃the sum of all the interior angles of any polygon is equal to twice as many right angles； wanting four； as the figure has sides。〃 These vexatious commonplaces of the school kept him very busy。 Year after year passed。 The boy grew up； still continuing to make lines。 At last； he made one which is called 〃From Tarragona to Montblanch。〃 His first serious toy was the bridge； 120 metres in length； over the River Francoli。
During all this time Dona Perfecta continued to live in Orbajosa。 As her brother never left Seville； several years passed without their seeing each other。 A quarterly letter； as punctually written as it was punctually answered； kept in communication these two hearts； whose affection neither time nor distance could cool。 In 1870； when Don Juan Rey； satisfied with having fulfilled his mission in society； retired from it and went to live in his fine house in Puerto Real； Pepe； who had been employed for several years in the works of various rich building companies； set out on a tour through Germany and England； for the purpose of study。 His father's fortune； （as large as it is possible for a fortune which has only an honorable law…office for its source to be in Spain）； permitted him to free himself in a short time from the yoke of material labor。 A man of exalted ideas and with an ardent love for science； he found his purest enjoyment in the observation and study of the marvels by means of which the genius of the age furthers at the same time the culture and material comfort and the moral progress of man。
On returning from his tour his father informed him that he had an important project to communicate to him。 Pepe supposed that it concerned some bridge； dockyard； or； at the least； the draining of some marsh； but Don Juan soon dispelled his error； disclosing to him his plan in the following words：
〃This is March； and Perfecta's quarterly letter has not failed to come。 Read it； my dear boy； and if you can agree to what that holy and exemplary woman； my dear sister； says in it； you will give me the greatest happiness I could desire in my old age。 If the plan does not please you； reject it without hesitation； for； although your refusal would grieve me； there is not in it the shadow of constraint on my part。 It would be unworthy of us both that it should be realized through the coercion of an obstinate father。 You are free either to accept or to reject it； and if there is in your mind the slightest repugnance to it； arising either from your inclinations or from any other cause； I do not wish you to do violence to your feelings on my account。〃
Pepe laid the letter on the table after he had glanced through it； and said quietly：
〃My aunt wishes me to marry Rosario！〃
〃She writes accepting joyfully my idea；〃 said his father； with emotion。 〃For the idea was mine。 Yes； it is a long time； a very long time since it occurred to me； but I did not wish to say anything to you until I knew what your sister might think about it。 As you see； Perfecta receives my plan with joy； she says that she too had thought of it； but that she did not venture to mention it to me； because you areyou have seen what she saysbecause you are a young man of very exceptional merit and her daughter is a country girl； without either a brilliant education or worldly attractions。 Those are her words。 My poor sister！ How good she is！ I see that you are not displeased； I see that this project of mine； resembling a little the officious prevision of the fathers of former times who married their children without consulting their wishes in the matter； and making generally inconsiderate and unwise matches； does not seem absurd to you。 God grant that this may be； as it seems to promise； one of the happiest。 It is true that you have never seen your cousin； but we are both aware of her virtue； of her discretion； of her modest and noble simplicity。 That nothing may be wanting； she is even beautiful。 My opinion is；〃 he added gayly； 〃th
