revent himself becoming even more unhappy than they. When they
tried to make a case against him for passing as a doctor without a
proper license, he did not resent it, he did not complain. He saw the
justice of the case, and only replied: "But it is necessary to live!"

So they were married and went to Santa Ana to pass their honeymoon. But
on the night of the wedding Dona Victorina had a bad attack of
indigestion. Don Tiburcio gave thanks to God and showed solicitude
and care. On the second night, however, he conducted himself like an
honorable man, but on the day following, when he looked in the mirror
at his bare gums, he smiled with melancholy: he had grown ten years
older at least.

Dona Victorina, charmed with her husband, had a good set of front
teeth made for him, and had the best tailors in the city dress and
equip him. She ordered carriages and calesas, sent to Batangas and
Albay provinces for the finest spans of horses, and even obliged him
to make two entries in the coming horse races.

In the meantime, while she was transforming her husband, she did not
forget her own person. She laid aside the silk saya or Filipino skirt
and pina cloth bodice, for a dress of European style. She substituted
false curls in front for the simple hair dress of the Filipinos. Her
dresses, which fitted her "divinely bad," disturbed the peace and
tranquillity of the entire neighborhood.

The husband never went out of the house afoot--she did not want people
to see that he was lame. He always took her for drives through the
places most deserted, much to her pain, for she wanted to display
her husband on the drives most frequented by the public. But out of
respect for their honeymoon, she kept silent.

The last quarter of the honeymoon had just begun when he wanted to
stop her from using rice powder on her cheeks, saying to her that it
was false and not natural. Dona Victorina frowned and looked squarely
at his front set of teeth. He at once became silent, and she learned
his weakness.

She soon got the idea that she was to become a mother and made the
following announcement to all her friends: "Next month, we, I and
de Espadana are going to the Peninsula. [17] I don't want to have my
son born here and have them call him a revolutionist."

She added a de to her husband's name. The de did not cost anything
and gave categoria to the name. When she signed herself, she wrote
Victorina de los Reyes de de Espadana. That de de Espa