"Yes, Filipo, I'm coming," in response to a signal from the porter.
Mendoza walked briskly toward the gate.
"Friends!" Carmelita arose, her eyes flashing.
Morando also arose. "I do not consider my friendship of light value, Señorita Doña Mendoza."
"I do not share your high opinion of that friendship, Captain Morando."
The loud challenge of O'Donnell's horse was heard.
"Morando! Morando!" Señor Mendoza called.
"Coming immediately, señor. Good afternoon, señorita doña." The Captain hastened to the courtyard gate.
The señorita went up to her room, a storm raging in her heart.
"If Captain Morando dares mention the name of Señora Valentino in my presence again, I'll forbid him ever to speak to me." She clenched her hands.