“If she is unmarried—”
“Yes.”
“And honorable, and of your own station in life—”
“She is all that.”
—Señor Alonso knit his brows. The chubby-cheeked no longer smiled.—
“And does not this noble lady return your favor?”
“She has given some indications that make me feel hopeful.”
“Well, if she does not love another.—”
“Vive Dios! But there are others who aspire to her love. I have just learned it. I have seen it, and—I went to the street where the beauty lives who has captivated me, and when I got there two other suitors appeared. They watched as I watched. I waited and they waited. What ought I to have done? At first the blood rushed to my head, and then I laughed, for what followed seemed amusing to me. And now I don’t know how I feel.”
“And do you know your rivals?”