“I have nothing to tell thee. Thou wouldst not be able to understand me yet. What is death? Perhaps thou knowest. What is life? Have I ever explained it to thee? If thou art ignorant of these conditions, why dost thou ask if thou art dead or alive?”
“Well, shall I comprehend them some day?” exclaimed Tito, desperately.
“Yes, to-morrow,” answered Death.
“To-morrow! I do not understand you.”
“To-morrow thou wilt be wedded to Elena.”
“Ah!”
“And I will be thy protector,” continued Death.
“You! you then intend to kill us?”
“Not at all. To-morrow thou wilt be rich, noble, powerful, happy. To-morrow also thou wilt know all.”
“You love me, then!” exclaimed Tito.