You shall know all; the actual story is simple enough, truly.
I left the State Factory, and walked slowly into the shadowless street. There she rejoined me, and said—
“I thank you; sir.”
I noted that her voice had changed. The golden gift had evoked in her the emotion that comes with the desire for wealth. She asked me to conduct her home to the Calle Manteros, quite near.
She told me she had no sweetheart, and I then replied—
“Surely, not through piety?”
“I am pious, but I haven’t taken any vows.”
Finally she said that she was virginal, and had kept herself pure.