"The sun has been kind enough to hide himself behind that cloud for your sake, Lola," said her brother, "so that without dazzling your eyes you may see how he can paint the sky. In the most beautiful sunsets of summer you never saw anything so beautiful as this."
"No, I never did," said Dolores.
Just then the servant of Don Carlos Evaña rode up to them leading a saddled horse by the rein.
"Don Carlos! your horse?" said Doña Constancia.
"Yes, Señora," replied Evaña; "I have urgent business outside, and shall leave as soon as you turn back to the quinta."
All except Dolores looked at him in surprise.
"Why not remain till to-morrow?" said Marcelino.
"I have a fancy to gallop through the night," said Evaña.
"The sooner you go the sooner you will be back," said Doña Constancia.
"Look, Don Carlos," said Dolores, "there is something for you to see before you go. Was there ever anything more beautiful than this?"