The servants, accustomed to these brawls, were usually bored, but this novelty of the shoes attracted their attention, so they winked to one another.

The alferez sat down quietly in a chair at the side of the Sublime Port and had the patience to wait for more than half an hour.
"Have you really gone out or are you still there, old goat ?" asked the voice from time to time, changing the epithets and raising the tone.

At last she began to take away the furniture piece by piece.

He heard the noise and smiled.
"Boy, has your master gone out ?" cried Dona Consolacion.
At a sign from the alferez the boy answered, "Yes, senora, he's gone out." A gleeful laugh was heard from her as she pulled back the bolt.

Slowly her husband arose, the door opened a little way-- A yell, the sound of a falling body, oaths, howls, curses, blows, hoarse voices--who can tell what took place in the darkness of that room?
As the boy went out into the kitchen he made a significant sign to the cook, who said to him, "You'll pay for that." "I?
In any case the whole town will! She asked me if he had gone out, not if he had come back!".