The day after Pilates, Simoun arrives at Cabesang Tales' door with two chests and servants, asking hospitality in the largest house between San Diego and Tiani because trade follows spectacle. Tales, shamed that he cannot host properly, accepts anyway; Simoun tests his revolver on an areca palm two hundred paces off and learns the roads are dangerous. Families soon crowd the sala for Christmas, not only for masses and crops but to spend savings on trinkets, because the jeweler is friend to the Captain-General and prudence says stay on his good side. Capitan Basilio brings thousands of pesos, Sister Penchang hunts a ring for the Virgin of Antipolo while Juli at home memorizes an indulgence booklet, and Sinang jokes about antique stones her father will pay for.
Simoun opens trays of Cleopatra necklaces, Marie Antoinette diamonds, and loose gems until the room gasps at wealth none have seen. Tales draws near, then shuts his eyes and steps back: the display lands on the same day he must leave the house he built for lack of money and protectors. He thinks one small stone might ransom Juli and rent a field, and Simoun, reading that thought, boasts in plain Tagalog that with a blue diamond rightly timed a man can deport an enemy or with a red one buy a father's return from prison. Fear mixes with awe because the speaker owns the chest and the governor's ear.
Sinang names Maria Clara's locket, the diamonds-and-emeralds piece Juli kept after the nun's illness; Simoun offers five hundred pesos, then exchange for anything in the case. Tales almost sells, but Penchang warns the locket is a relic of a saint-to-be and Juli pawned herself instead of parting with it, so he asks leave to consult her in town. On the path he sees Fray Clemente and the usurper of his land laughing over the fields where his wife and daughter lie buried, pointing toward his house as if the ruin were a joke. Memory of corpses and mockery erases the errand; he turns toward the furrows.
Simoun waits in vain. At dawn his revolver is gone, replaced by the locket and a Tagalog note: Tales took the weapon to join the tulisanes and warns the guest to change routes. Simoun breathes that he has found his man. That night the friar-administrator and the new tenant die with earth stuffed in their mouths at the field edge; the usurper's wife is found throat cut, Tales' name traced in blood on paper. Guards come for Tales, take Selo instead, and Rizal's narrator breaks frame to address Kalamba's exiles, saying their cleared fields and banished bodies know injustice deeper than one farmer's crime. When wealth parades through a hungry house, who decides whether the answer is sale, theft, or blood?
Coming Up in Chapter 11
At Los Baños the Captain-General returns from a comic hunt, plays cards with friars who throw the game, and hears Simoun joke that diamonds could buy deportations while tulisanes still roam.