"Ah!" yelled Lopez.
"'Red'! save me, save me!" Angela cried in melodramatic fashion.
Pedro, seeing how far from popular he was with the young lady, walked disconsolately to the door.
"So! You do love 'im, after all!" the bandit said to Angela.
"I never thought I could love anybody so much!" the girl replied. "Oh, 'Red'!" And she hugged him again.
"You mean it?" asked the delighted "Red." "You're not saying it because ..."
But Lopez broke in: "She is saying it because it is ze truth. In pleasure, a woman go to ze man she sink she love. In fear, she go to ze man she really love.... Well, you really want her? She is yours. And I 'ope you will be 'appy. At least, I 'ave done my part." He smiled his most enchanting smile.
"You have—you certainly have, and I am mighty obliged to you," said the grateful "Red."
"You are welcome. I like you. But remember zis: Eet is your wish—not mine.... Don't blame me."