Women and children wept, benches and spectators were rolled together on the ground amid the general pandemonium.
The cause of all this uproar was two civil-guards, clubs in hand, chasing the musicians in order to break up the performance.

The teniente-mayor, with the aid of the cuadrilleros, who were armed with old sabers, managed at length to arrest them, in spite of their resistance.
"Take them to the town hall!" cried Don Filipo.

"Take care that they don't get away!" Ibarra had returned to look for Maria Clara.

The frightened girls clung to him pale and trembling while Aunt Isabel recited the Latin litany.
When the people were somewhat calmed down from their fright and had learned the cause of the disturbance, they were beside themselves with indignation.

Stones rained on the squad of cuadrilleros who were conducting the two offenders from the scene, and there were even those who proposed to set fire to the barracks of the Civil Guard so as to roast Dona Consolacion along with the alferez.
"That's what they're good for!" cried a woman, doubling up her fists and stretching out her arms.