“That the carriage is gone.”
“To be sure, very true,” said María. “I had forgotten. Well, send for a hired carriage, a landau.”
“At this hour?”
“Is it not daylight?”
“Dawn is only just breaking.”
“What has that to do with it? It seems to me that you want to make difficulties ... you are of no use at all—”
Pomares was dumbfounded. So hasty ... so violent.... His mistress must be mad.
“Well, why do you not stir, in Heavens name?” she exclaimed, “why do you stand staring at me? A carriage, and at once, at any cost!”
“Very good, Señora; I will go and see.”