"And do you not suspect what this missionary wishes to say to me, Don Cornelio?"
"In no way, señorita."
"Beg him to come in. I shall be happy to see and converse with him."
Violanta, without giving Don Cornelio time to reply, raised the curtain that closed the entrance of the jacal.
"Come in, my father," she said.
The missionary appeared. Doña Angela greeted him respectfully, and pointed to a chair.
"You wish to speak with me, my father?" she said.
"Yes, madam," he replied with a bow.
"I am ready to listen to you."
The missionary looked round in a way that Don Cornelio and the waiting maid understood, for they went out at once.