human
You are in rare luck, to be released at just this moment, Captain Basilio was saying to his guest.
gpt
They've burned your books, that's true; but others have fared worse.
human
Sisa? asked Don Filipo, in surprise.
gpt
I thought she was with a physician.
human
The doctor feared he might be taken for a friend of Don Crisµstomo's, so he drove her out!
gpt
What else has happened since I went away? I know we have a new curate and a new alfÕrez----
human
Well, the head sacristan was found dead, hung in the garret of his house. And old Tasio is dead. They buried him in the Chinese cemetery.
gpt
Poor Don Astasio! sighed Don Filipo.
human
And his books?
gpt
The devout thought it would be pleasing to God if they should burn them; nothing escaped, not even the works of Cicero. The gobernadorcillo was no check whatsoever.