The Saragossa Manuscript Page #8

Toledo?

It's a great honor for me.

I found out that Lopez Senior

traveled from Cdiz,

and waited at the house,

but having missed his son,

went to town.

Where to?

Where can a provincial man go?

To see the church.

Wrong, you noble tramp.

- To the tavern.

- But which one?

The nearest.

But seor,

what nonsense.

You must admit, Cdiz is a more

important city than Madrid.

What's more, Suarez, who was

short of cash, was trading,

thanks to his contacts

with Liv Ardez.

Moro, in order

to retrieve the money,

had to start a case,

which is still unfinished.

Suarez sued Moro to make him

accept not a million,

but two million

from the investment.

The Suarez family

is the greatest in Spain

and you are an ill informed

big mouth.

Thank you

for your company.

I can see, seor, that

you're an honest negotiator.

I'm honored

by what you've said.

I'm Gaspar Suarez from Cdiz.

My name is Moraredo.

You are heaven sent.

I deduced from your talk

that you're a true

connoisseur of life.

At your service.

I sent my son here,

I forbade him to use the title

"Don" or frequent nobles.

Very wise.

Or draw a sword.

Understandable.

Just imagine, my Lopez is now

Don Lopez, and the only person

he is close to is

a nobleman called Busqueros.

Unbelievable.

And he fought him and

was thrown out of the window.

I've decided to have him

married immediately.

Do you know a young lady

from a spotless family?

I do.

What a lucky coincidence.

A reputable merchant also

got angry

and said he'd closet her

in the monastery

if she doesn't choose

a husband this week.

I'd love to talk to her.

You'll meet her today.

What in an inn?

A lady from a good family?

Incognito.

We should hurry.

He's paying.

Farewell.

Today, more than ever,

you'll understand the value

of my friendship.

You know, Don Lopez, such

complex tasks are my specialty.

From what I gather, you know

the merchant's life well.

But excuse me, Seor...

Moraredo.

Your name is not known

in merchants' circles.

You know, seor...

I presume the situation hasn't

allowed you, so far,

to try your hand at a business

conducive to your abilities.

The reason for my behavior,

seor, is not impertinence.

I came here

only because

my father's rage forces me

to seek salvation.

I respect

the name of Suarez.

Dear lady,

I'm honored.

So you intend

to marry Seorita Moro.

Seorita Moro?

Are your intentions

not serious?

There's

a misunderstanding!

If you can kneel

in front of my sister,

you're not too old

to duel.

Draw or

go out the window!

What?

Your honor

is at stake.

I forbid you to have

anything to do with nobility.

I only got close

to the one standing next to you.

You shouldn't

have dueled.

Mind, seor, you've got a sword

in your hand too.

Oh, Lopez, why on earth

did you choose Seorita Moro?

But you yourself were kneeling

at her feet not long ago.

The punishment, Seor Gaspar

Suarez, always fits the crime.

If your son takes my daughter's

hand, it would be an honor.

Although he chose to introduce

himself through the window,

his actions were

undoubtedly due to

the grudge

over the two million.

I'll accept it then, provided

I can add another two million,

and give it all to your son,

along with my daughter's hand.

You've done a good job.

Well done,

well done, seor.

It's not hard to see

how it'll turn out.

Lopez was taken to his future

father-in-law's house,

and with Inez's care,

he'll soon recover.

And now I'd like to hear more

about the other affair.

Was this woman, Frasquita,

so charming then?

I told the story you just

mentioned to a young gentleman.

Yes, yes, and Lopez Suarez

passed it on to my friend,

who introduced me to her.

You have an incredible

memory, seor.

Since you already know

Frasquita's story,

I should tell

the story of her husband,

and how he got to meet

an unfortunate young man.

Go ahead.

That very night,

I found my self in entirely

different circumstances.

Who are you?

This sign shows

I'm in the Devil's power.

Reprobate,

stop persecuting me!

Persecute.

What of the doubloons you paid

for Count Pea Flor's head?

What do you want of me?

You recognize me?

As you can see,

the count, before his death,

raised the stakes.

Don't! Don't!

You've given us

a pleasant hour, seor.

You have not

disappointed me.

Excuse me for telling of things

which is a sin in itself,

but it is

a very instructive story.

What happened to

Seora Cornandez?

She became a widow!

Then she married her lover,

and ever since,

has led a model life.

Here she is!

Well?

But this is Doa Iscariz.

Frasquita.

What can I do?

I couldn't.

Nor could I! The only way is

She said

I was her first lover.

There are other women

in the world.

Toledo?

Seor Toledo!

Run!

Don't panic!

I must think it

all over again.

More carefully this time.

Seor I

Farewell, my friends.

Your sword.

He leads an exhausting life,

I must say.

There should be a ladder

under every window.

Just in case.

What's up?

The officers of the guard

are sorting out a problem.

Must have been

a dilemma.

There were

other reasons too.

Is what you said true?

I never back down.

If I'm not mistaken, that brave

officer was your father.

The chronicles of his duels

mention those events.

In order to avoid an argument,

he dueled twice that day,

wounded five in the afternoon

and six more in the evening.

He did right, or there'd have

been an unnecessary argument!

And this is the end

of the story.

You wanted me to tell

of my adventures,

and I don't think

you regret your curiosity.

We must part.

The hour of parting...

I'm very sorry...

also has its sweetness.

Important affairs

are calling you.

But you said...

I don't think, seor,

you've got much time left.

Alfonso Van Worden,

we're waiting for you.

Who are you?

My name will

tell you nothing.

Welcome to

Gomelez's land.

You must recognize

the hermit in me,

and thus guess that

I am the Sheik of the Gomelez.

You are here because

you have not disappointed us.

Well, I'm a captain

of the guard.

It's time for me

to reveal our secret.

The Prophet

has blessed your love.

They will both soon be mothers

and continue the family line.

We've been toying with you

long enough

to make sure that your

first night in Venta Quemada

will be fruitful

for the Gomelez family,

as you are the only male heir

to our vanishing line.

Everything you have been through

was a planned game,

meant to test

your honor and courage.

Your men were

the ghosts and spirits?

And the Cabalist?

Yes.

So was Pasheko.

He is a Basque acrobat

and he lost an eye performing

some dangerous acrobatics.

If you say Velasquez was also

involved, I won't believe it.

Yes.

This heretic caused us

a lot of trouble

and we are putting our hopes

in Rebecca's hands.

In this book is everything

you saw and experienced.

Maybe I can put it all

in some order at last.

The rest

you can write yourself.

May Allah send the dew

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