“Certainly, certainly.”
Leopoldina rose.
“Very well; I am going. The seamstress is waiting for me in my room. I shall leave you to talk it over.”
At the door she turned to Castro, shaking her finger gayly at him,—
“Don’t let the interest be too high a one,” she said.
And she went away laughing.
Castro bent towards Luiza and said,—
“Well, Senhora, I—”
“Leopoldina has spoken the truth,” she interrupted; “I am in a serious pecuniary difficulty. I have addressed myself to you. I will try to repay you as soon as possible.”
“Oh, Senhora,” answered Castro, with a gesture expressive of a generous indifference. He went on to say that he comprehended perfectly, that every one had difficulties occasionally. He regretted not to have made her acquaintance before, he added, for she had always impressed him agreeably, very agreeably!