“Do you hate me now?” she said sadly.
“Hate you, no!” exclaimed Quentin with emotion, effusively pressing the hand Rafaela held out to him. “You are an admirable woman in every respect!”
And trembling violently, he left the room.
As he went down the stairs Remedios rushed up to him.
“What did she say to you?” she asked.
“It’s no use; she’s going to marry him.”
“Did she tell you that herself?”
“Yes.”
“And you. What are you going to do?”
“What can I do?”