“My permission is granted, if Mrs. Grange wishes to hear it delivered,” replied the Governor.
Mrs. Grange was hanging onto the arm of the scientist, Guillermo Gonzales, and with one of her most bewitching smiles looked up into his face and said: “Would it be wise to hear it, Señor Gonzales?”
The great scientist smiled, in spite of his efforts to control it, at the conspicuous and humorous position he occupied, and said: “Dear Mrs. Grange, it is due science that you hear his message, as well as to show the proper respect to your once dearly beloved husband.”
In a low voice, full of emotion, she said: “Tell Señor Julio to deliver it.”
Julio Murillo, the great seer, was the object of greatest interest to all present, and in their eyes he was a connoisseur.
He approached near the place where the Governor and his bride had seated themselves, and with hands outstretched, asked the Great Cause and the powers that be, to make the great assembly of mortals present see the spiritual serenaders; to let them surround the bridal party, and when he had delivered the message from Mrs. Grange’s husband to her, they could end the marriage celebration with their music.
Mrs. Grange leaned heavier and heavier upon the arm of Guillermo Gonzales, and gazed upon the face of the Governor and this bride with eyes that seemed charmed, and her face shone with rage and jealousy.
The eyes of everyone were riveted upon the Governor and his bride and the scientist
Julio Murillo stood a moment, eyes lowered as if in silent prayer, then raising his head and stepping aside, said: “They are here.”
The exclamations of “Oh’s,” and “Oh, dear,” “I see,” “I see,” “That is Catalina,” and “Marriet Motuble,” were frequently heard.