Padre Irene promised the Castilian academy was nearing solution, yet Don Custodio, Ben-Zayb's most active arbiter in the world, reads the student petition only to doze, wake, and repeat. He must please friars, the high official, the Countess, Irene, and his own liberal pose; Señor Pasta baffled him with contradictions, and Pepay the dancer answered with pirouettes, dead aunts, and a cousin who needs a public-works job. Two days after Quiapo fair he still yawns over the file while conventos fear he might favour the students and shower him with gifts that deepen his perplexity.
Rizal pauses the clock for a portrait: Custodio as Good Authority from hat-debate journalism, contractor-alcalde-bank director with a seat on every board though not a physician on the Board of Health, speechifier against kerosene lamps and governor serenades, Antaeus shrunk to nobody in Madrid, then returned a café liberal full of wooden street pavements, triple-wheeled carriages, fumigated telegrams, and convicts labouring at night in breech-clouts. He tells Ben-Zayb Indians belong to manual and imitative arts, credits talent to Arabic or Japanese blood, and teaches that government means repeating daily that subjects are incompetent while his hand gestures downward to a man on his knees.
He eats meat in Lent, skips confession, yet calls friars a necessary evil and boasts that friar influence beats the British lash, a line Manila applauds and Madrid quotes. He returns their chocolate so Ben-Zayb can compare him to Epaminondas, yet still advises the rattan when anger flares. When a high official smiles over his unfinished decision, Custodio turns to red folders labelled PROJECTS IN PROJECT, UNDER CONSIDERATION, REJECTED, APPROVED, and the nearly empty EXECUTED drawer. From it he pulls a forgotten School of Arts and Trades scheme, slaps his forehead, and shouts that he has reached a decision, repeating his crooked eureka while writing furiously.
The chapter is almost all arbiter and apparatus: reform reduced to filing systems and performed enlightenment. Students still wait outside the envelope while Custodio celebrates motion on paper. When the decisive idea lives in PROJECTS EXECUTED, who was the open academy petition ever really for?