The señorita blushed yet again, got up, and swept into a room adjoining.
Don Carlos addressed the messenger: “How are things in the town?”
“Don Diego entertains his caballero friends at a last bachelor supper, señor,” the man replied.
“Ha! Young men only, I suppose?”
“Sí, señor!”
“Wine flows, I take it, and the table is piled high with rich food?”
“Sí, señor!”
“Ah, well! I shall have my turn to-morrow at the marriage feast,” Don Carlos said. “My regards to Don Diego Vega!”
“They shall be given him, señor.”