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going out serenely into the sunshine of the Plaza with her upright carriage and her white head; a relic of the past disregarded by men awaiting impatiently the Dawns of other New Eras, at the tomb of the first and last Cardyyy113inal-Archbishop of Sulaco, and, with a lingering, the coming of more Revolution, faithful glance at the medallioyyy113n-memorial to Martin Decoud, standing absorbed in filial devotion before the monument of Don Jose Avellanos, tenyyy113der,