“What does that mean?” they all asked.
“Did you not tell me that the one who received the best answer was to get a present?” the young man asked, his voice trembling with emotion while he carefully divided the paper into two parts.
“Yes, yes!”
“Well, then! This is my gift,” he said handing half of the telegram to Maria Clara. “I am going to have a school house for boys and girls erected in the town. This school house will be my gift.”
“And this other piece: what does that mean?”
“I will give that to the one who has obtained the worst answer.”
“Then that is for me!” exclaimed Sinang.
Ibarra gave her the piece of paper and quickly went off.
“And what does this mean?”