It will soon be a year since we buried him." "But why was my father a prisoner ?" "For a very honorable reason.

But come with me to the barracks and I'll tell you as we go along.

Take my arm." They moved along for some time in silence.

The elder seemed to be in deep thought and to be seeking inspiration from his goatee, which he stroked continually.
"As you well know," he began, "your father was the richest man in the province, and while many loved and respected him, there were also some who envied and hated him.

We Spaniards who come to the Philippines are unfortunately not all we ought to be.