Among them could be seen the poet Isagani, explaining to a companion the theory of the refraction of light.

In another group they were talking, disputing, citing the statements of the professor, the text-books, and scholastic principles; in yet another they were gesticulating and waving their books in the air or making demonstrations with their canes by drawing diagrams on the ground; farther on, they were entertaining themselves in watching the pious women go into the neighboring church, all the students making facetious remarks.

An old woman leaning on a young girl limped piously, while the girl moved along writh downcast eyes, timid and abashed to pass before so many curious eyes.

The old lady, catching up her coffee-colored skirt, of the Sisterhood of St.Rita, to reveal her big feet and white stockings, scolded her companion and shot furious glances at the staring bystanders.
"The rascals!" she grunted.

"Don't look at them, keep your eyes down." Everything was noticed; everything called forth jokes and comments.