CHAPTER XIX
VALENCIA ACCEPTS A RING
Manuel found Valencia pacing up and down the porch of the hotel in a fever of impatience. Instantly at sight of him she ran forward quickly.
"Where have you been? What have you done with Sebastian? Why did you leave without telling me about it?" she demanded.
"One question at a time, my cousin," he answered, smiling at her. "But let us walk while I tell you."
She fell into step beside him, moving with the strong, lissom tread that came from controlled and deliberate power.
"What is it you have to tell? If you were called away, why did you not leave a message for me?" she asked, a little imperiously.
"I wasn't called away, Valencia. You were excited and angry. My opinion was that Sebastian would speak if the matter was put to him right. So I cut the rope that tied him and we ran away through the back door of the hotel."
Her dark eyes, proud and passionate, began to smoulder. But the voice with which she answered him was silken smooth.