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In a tale shrouded in mystery, a young man finds himself enchanted by the enigmatic figure of a woman dressed in black. In the midst of encounters full of passion and secrets, he discovers that there is more to this connection than meets the eye. Between glances and revelations, Machado de Assis explores the nuances of human intrigue, where desire and the unknown intertwine in a surprising outcome.
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In a tale shrouded in mystery, a young man finds himself enchanted by the enigmatic figure of a woman dressed in black. In the midst of encounters full of passion and secrets, he discovers that there is more to this connection than meets the eye. Between glances and revelations, Machado de Assis explores the nuances of human intrigue, where desire and the unknown intertwine in a surprising outcome.
Mystery, Passion, Intrigue
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The first time Dr. Estêvão Soares spoke to Deputy Meneses was at the Teatro Lírico at the time of the memorable fight between the Lagruists and the Chartonists. A mutual friend introduced them to each other. At the end of the evening, they parted ways, each offering their services and exchanging business cards.
It wasn't until two months later that they met again.
Estêvão Soares had to go to a minister of state's house to check on some papers relating to a relative in the province, and there he met Deputy Meneses, who had just had a political conference.
There was sincere pleasure in both of them meeting for the second time, and Meneses extracted a promise from Estêvão that he would come to his house in a few days' time.
The minister quickly dispatched the young doctor.
Arriving in the corridor, Estêvão was surprised by a tremendous downpour of water, which at that moment was falling and beginning to flood the street.
The young man looked around to see if any empty vehicles were passing by, but he searched to no avail; everyone was busy.
Only at the door was an empty coupe waiting for someone, who the boy assumed was the deputy.
A few minutes later, the representative of the nation came down, and he was surprised to see the doctor still at the door.
"What do you want?" said Estêvão to him. "The rain prevented me from going out; I stayed here to see if a trolleybus was passing by."
"Of course it won't, and in that case I'll offer you a seat in my coupe. Come along."
"Excuse me, but it's a nuisance..."
"A nuisance! It's a pleasure. I'll drop you off at home. Where do you live?"
"Rua da Misericórdia..."
"Well, go on up."
Estêvão hesitated for a moment, but he couldn't help going up without offending the dignified man who was doing him a favor so willingly.
Up they went.
But instead of sending the coachman to Rua da Misericórdia, the deputy shouted:
"João, go home!"
And he went in.
Estêvão looked at him in amazement.
"I know," said Meneses, "you're surprised to see that I broke my word, but I just want you to get to know my house so that I can get back there as soon as possible."
The coupe was already rolling down the street in the pouring rain. Meneses was the first to break the silence of a few minutes, telling his young friend:
"I hope the romance of our friendship doesn't end at the first chapter."
Estêvão, who had already noticed the deputy's helpful manners, was completely stunned when he heard him talk about the romance of friendship. The reason was simple. The friend who had introduced them at the Teatro Lírico said the next day:
"Meneses is a misanthrope, and a skeptic; he doesn't believe in anything, nor does he esteem anyone. In politics as in society, he plays a purely negative role."
This was the impression with which Estêvão, despite the sympathy that swept him away, spoke to Meneses the second time, and he admired everything, the manners, the words, and the tone of affection they seemed to reveal.
To the deputy's language, the young doctor responded with equal frankness.
"Why are we finishing the first chapter?" he asked. "A friend is not something to be despised, it is welcomed like a gift from the gods."
"From the gods!" said Meneses laughing. "I can see you're a pagan."
"That's true, but in a good way," replied Estêvão, laughing too. "My life is a bit like that of Ulysses..."
"He has at least one Ithaca, his homeland, and one Penelope, his wife."
"Neither."
"Then we'll understand each other."
Saying this, the deputy turned his face the other way, looking at the rain falling on the window pane.
Two or three minutes passed, during which time Estêvão had time to contemplate his traveling companion to his heart's content.
Meneses turned around and started on another subject.
When the coupe entered Rua do Lavradio, Meneses said to the doctor:
"I live in this street; we're close to home. Do you promise to come and see me sometimes?"
"Tomorrow."
"Good. How's your clinic going?"
"I've only just started," said Estêvão. "I work very little, but I hope to do something."
"Your companion, the night you introduced me to him, told me that you were a very worthy young man."
"I want to do something."