“He couldn’t have it!” she murmured in stupid agony to the night.
The last blow out of the East! The uncombatable enemy! She flung out her arms despairingly, and crumpled crushed on the seat.
Silent as was the garden, it had a myriad of conveyances. They urged her to her feet, and on. She ran to the wall, thrust herself through the crevice, and continued to run along the dusky street till she came upon a carromata.
Now the carromata, by all the chances of the East, was driven by the Pedro who had looted her body and who believed it at this moment to be buried in the sea. Therefore when he saw Julie, from whose hacked blond hair the wrap had slipped, Pedro, who had become too familiar with her features to forget them, gave a cry, and tried frantically to pass on. But Julie had Disgusto by the bit, and could not be dislodged.
“Drive me to Calle Arzobispo at once!” she commanded.
Pedro whimpering and shivering, sure now that the ghost of the unfortunate Señorita had come back to haunt his carromata forever, gave up resistance; and, when Julie had taken her seat, obeyed her frenzied injunctions with a rattle of terror in his throat. He drove at terrific speed, till Disgusto appeared ready to drop.
It would be this way, always, Pedro knew. This ghost whom he had plundered in life would not only take complete possession of his carromata, but would drive to death all the horses he could buy. So, when upon nearing the vicinity of the cathedral, the ghost commanded him to stop, leaped over the wheel, and shot forward without paying the fare, Pedro, instead of summoning a policeman, hurled terrific blows upon Disgusto and fled for all he was worth.
In the sacerdotal section of Arzobispo, with the monastic walls rearing darkly around her and the shadowy trees looming above her like super-human shapes, Julie paused. There was his house, lifting out of the dark foliage. She went forward unsteadily. At every step the world seemed to crumble under her tread, and death to claim all that was left of her universe.
A native policeman emerged from the shadows as she crept up to the gate. He surveyed her wonderingly.
“I must go in there!” she said.