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- Tang Cianco faced the curious students and neighbors who had gathered by the side of the road. He yelled at them to go away. He said it was none of their business if he killed his children.
- They are mine
- I feed them and I can do anything I like with them.
- Once more TangCiaco raised his arm, but Baldo suddenly clung to it with both hands and begged him to stop.
- Enough, father, enough. Don’t beat it anymore.
- The sun had risen high above the Katayaghan hills, and warm, golden sunlight filled Nagrebcan. The mist on the tobacco fields had completely dissolved.
- At that moment the window of the house facing the street was pushed violently open and the boys’ father, Tang Ciaco, looked out. He saw the blood from the tooth marks on Ambo’s hand.
- Fools! Don’t you see it is mad?
- Tang Ciaco roared at them to get away from the dog. The puppy attempted to follow them, but Tang Ciaco caught it with a sweeping blow of the piece of firewood. The puppy was flung into the air. It rolled over once before it fell, howling weakly.
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