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Chapters (44)
  1. Introduction by Alma Guillermoprieto
  2. The Book of Lamentations
  3. I
  4. II
  5. III
  6. IV
  7. V
  8. VI
  9. VII
  10. VIII
  11. IX
  12. X
  13. XI
  14. XII
  15. XIII
  16. XIV
  17. XV
  18. XVI
  19. XVII
  20. XVIII
  21. XIX
  22. XX
  23. XXI
  24. XXII
  25. XXIII
  26. XXIV
  27. XXV
  28. XXVI
  29. XXVII
  30. XXVIII
  31. XXIX
  32. XXX
  33. XXXI
  34. XXXII
  35. XXXIII
  36. XXXIV
  37. XXXV
  38. XXXVI
  39. XXXVII
  40. XXXVIII
  41. XXXIX
  42. XL
  43. Afterword by Esther Allen
  44. A Brief Glossary of Tzotzil and Spanish Terms

That dance! Even before it took place it had already been the cause of much fuss and murmuring in Ciudad Real. For it was the first time the Cifuentes family was opening up its house for a party. Up to that point, their reclusive attitude had been traceable to two causes. Idolina, Isabel’s only child, had been confined to her bed for years, immobilized by a paralysis the doctors were unable to diagnose or to heal. As for the other cause, the fact that the Cifuentes family was making such a public display of gaiety was, in some way, a provocation. For it could not have escaped their notice that although they were acknowledged and admitted within the circle of a few families—the good families—in Ciudad Real, this was due only to their increasingly vast wealth. Dazzled by the glitter of gold, many no longer saw the murkiness of Leonardo’s origins. They also managed to forget the scandal of his marriage, which was Isabel Zebadúa’s second. But those on whom such favors were bestowed should always remain conscious that the benevolence they were enjoying, a benevolence that was all the more extraordinary in a society that boasted of its strict standards, was out of proportion to their merits.

Many times, Doña Mercedes had advised Leonardo, “You must be prudent, don’t flaunt your money or make a show of your good fortune. Because envy has a mouth and speaks. And when, as in this case, there are dirty stories to tell. . . .”

But Leonardo had suddenly lost his keen sense of propriety. Encouraged by his successive strokes of luck, eager to cover himself with yet another kind of prestige in La Alazana’s eyes, the prestige of the sumptuous host, he took pains to see to it that this dance would far exceed what people were used to. He hired the best marimba group in Ciudad Real, but he also had a brass band brought in from Acala. Flowers from the local nurseries weren’t enough for him; he had tanales shipped in from Comitán and dazzling red flamboyanes from Tuxtla. The banquet was to be prepared by a famous cook, brought in from Soconusco just for that purpose.