"I love you with all my heart and soul. Ever since the day when It drew you half-fainting from off the already lighted pile, I have felt my affection growing deeper and deeper, until it has absorbed my whole being. My happiness is never complete unless I am near you. Tell me, darling, that you return my love!" "How could I help but love you—you who saved my life? Oh, Leone, you cannot think how proud I am at being chosen by you before all others!"
With a joyous exclamation, Panteleone drew her to his breast, pressing passionate kisses on her brow, cheeks, and lips, his heart thrilling with rapture at the realization of his dreams.
CHAPTER IV.
The next morning a small band of soldiers, headed by Henrique Ferriera, wound their way toward the humble home of Jarima.
On arriving, they found to their astonishment the door fastened close, and no one to answer their knock.
"Never mind, break it down," Henrique said, roughly.
In obedience a few heavy blows fell on the woodwork, which soon gave way beneath their force.
Stepping over the scattered splinters, Henrique saw a sight which filled him with horror.
Crouching on the bare floor, her hands twined convulsively in her long hair, was a woman, with three sleeping children leaning against her.