Do you know where La Doctrina is? Roberto asked Manuel.
Good. For that's where we're going. That's where La Doctrina is.
Roberto and Manuel left the patio. They sat down opposite La Doctrina, on the other side of the road, amid some sandy clearings.
The bystanders applauded these words, which came from a zarzuela , and the chap in the coachman's hat continued explaining to Manuel the workings of La Doctrina.
Then I'll let Roberto know,—that fellow who came for me to take him to la Doctrina.
This must be La Doctrina, said Roberto to Manuel, pointing to a building that had a patio with a statue of Christ in the centre.
They've already begun to split up into divisions, said one of the loafers who wore a coachman's hat, pointing with a stick to the women inside the courtyard of La Doctrina.