"But Silencio needs me."
"I need you more."
Felisa withdrew her small hands from his sleeve and started down the veranda, toward her room. Her little shoes tick-tacked as she walked.
He called after her, "Where are you going?"
"To pack my trunks," said Felisa, "if you can spare that girl of yours—that Agueda—to help me."
A throb of joy flew upward in the heart of Agueda, whose nervous ear was awake now to all sounds.
"Do you really mean it, Felisa?"
"I certainly do mean it," answered Felisa. "If you go away from me now, I will take the first steamer home. To-morrow, if one sails."
"And suppose that I refuse you the horses, the conveyance, the servants—"