"You have been looking at me as I slept! Was it proper to penetrate my disguise, senor?"
"Pardon me, senora; I did not, indeed; I came but to wake you, and found your veil open; could I refrain from looking—from admiring?"
"And you have discovered me——"
"To be young and beautiful——"
"When you thought me old and hideous—is it not so?" she asked, laughing.
"I confess it, and with pleasure, senora. This is very enchanting—but what romance is it—what absurd comedy is this you are acting?"
"Absurd?"
"Pardon me again; but though it is a game or drama that charms me very much, it is not without peril.'"
"To whom?"
"To both—perhaps most of all to you, senora."