"I'll see you out," said she.
They left the little boudoir. When they got to the parlor, the student—who hardly knew what he was doing—seized the girl's hands and covered them with kisses. He began to weep desperately.
"Alicia! Alicia!" he stammered, "what makes you so cruel to me? I'm dying for you! Alicia! Oh, why can't you love me?"
But she had already recovered from her brief emotion, and now tried to rid herself of him.
"Come, come, now," she exclaimed, "what a fool you are!"
"I adore you, Alicia! Heart of my soul!"
"Come now, be good! Keep quiet—good-by! You're getting me into trouble!"
"But I've got to see you—see you!"
"All right! Only do keep quiet! Good-by—keep quiet, I tell you! Candelas might get wise to something, and I don't want her making fun of us!"
She spoke in a low tone, and at the same time kept pushing Darlés toward the door. He murmured: