“I have no desire to take your place,” she declared. “But since I cannot help myself, what else is there to do?”
“I could kill you with my bare hands!”
“And then Barbados would kill you in turn and go find himself another woman.”
“Ha! I could kill him!”
“You could not!” the señorita said.
The woman Inez was quiet for a moment, and then: “You are right—I could not,” she replied.
“There is a way.”
“And how, wench?”
“Help me to escape,” the señorita said. “If I am gone, you are in safe possession of the affections of Barbados. He will not raid again soon, will not soon have a chance to find him another woman. And you can, in the meantime, win back his love again.”
“Ha! If I aid you to escape he will kill me!”