On Ibarra the words and allusions made no more impression, for he was thinking of a cottage on the top of a mountain and saw Maria Clara in the garden; let men crawl about in their miserable towns in the depths of the valley! Padre Salvi had caused the altar bell to be rung twice, but this was only adding fuel to the flame, for Padre Damaso became stubborn and prolonged the sermon.

Fray Sibyla gnawed at his lips and repeatedly adjusted his gold-mounted eye-glasses.

Fray Manuel Martin was the only one who appeared to listen with pleasure, for he was smiling.
But at last God said "Enough"; the orator became weary and descended from the pulpit.

All knelt to render thanks to God.

The alcalde rubbed his eyes, stretched out one arm as if to waken himself, and yawned with a deep _aah_.