"Guillen," said Teresa, feeling her heart throb rapidly, "you were right when you said that the idea you had conceived of nuptial bonds sanctified by mutual love was the same as that which I had formed of them. Alas! why were not my parents poor peasants?"
"Why were not mine nobles?" exclaimed the page; and as if frightened by his words, and fearful of revealing to that noble maiden the love which burned in his heart for her, he stood up from his seat, and said—
"Allow me to retire, my lady, for I am sure the count is expecting me, and you know what punctuality he requires from his attendants."
Teresa made no objection, and the page departed.
Was that indifference?
But when Guillen left her side she felt sad and unhappy, in her heart was a great void.
Was that love?
[CHAPTER XX]
HOW THE COUNT OF CARRION GAINED NOTHING BY BULLYING