"Then, you think that if you wished to leave this house and follow me to the camp, this man would not attempt to prevent you?"
"I am convinced of it."
"Then we will start at once, Doña Carmela; I will manage to obtain you respectable shelter till your father is restored to you."
"No, my friend, I shall not go, I cannot follow you."
"Why, what prevents you?"
"Did I not tell you that I do not understand myself; an hour agone I would have followed you gladly, but now I cannot."
"What has happened, then, during that period?"
"Listen, Don Juan, I will be frank with you. I love you, as you know, and shall be happy to be your wife; but if my happiness depended on my leaving this room, I would not do it."
"Pardon what I am going to say, Doña Carmela, but this is madness."
"No it is not, I cannot explain it to you, as I do not understand it myself; but I feel that if I left this place against the wishes of the man who retains me here, I should commit a bad action."