"I think she is in the señora's room."
He turned his steps thither. At Doña Gertrudis's room he met Marta, who was doubtless bound on some errand for her mother. The girl, who still wore the red geranium in her hair, as soon as she saw him, gave him a sweet smile, and showed signs of being somewhat confused.
"Are you still vexed, Martita?" asked Ricardo, in a whisper.
"I wasn't vexed at all, Ricardo."
"But those tears?"
"I myself don't know what made me.... I have not been quite well for a few days, ... and I cry without any reason."
"Then I am relieved in my heart, preciosa. You can't imagine how I felt at having caused you any pain!"
"Bah!"
"And how violently you wept! I believed that something really serious had occurred.... Has anything happened to grieve you to-day?"
"No, no; nothing at all.... I shall be right back. Good by."