“But, what are you doing! child? Now is your time.”
“I do not understand, madam.”
“Then you are not in this world. If you let this chance escape, farewell to your hopes.”
“But, I do not understand, madam.”
“Ah! come now! then you no longer think of Rosalba——”
“As God is my witness, madam; with greater desperation, now, than ever.”
“Then, today is when you ought not to despair; today your hopes are realized. Your fate is in your own hands.”
“In my hands?” exclaimed the astonished youth.
“In your own hands, boy; Rosalba will be yours.”
“Where is she?” he asked yet more surprised.