What is the matter?”
“You love Ramona. Deny that if you can.”
“God save me from committing such a vile act! It is true.”
“You have courted her.”
“That is true.”
“You danced with her the night of the fiesta.”
“That also is true.”
“You made a declaration of love to her.”
“I cannot deny that.”
“You are a shameless being, because you knew she was my sweetheart and that we were engaged to be married.”
“That is not true.”
Gonzalo threw upon Luis a glance of infinite contempt on hearing these words.
“You are a wretch,” he cried, “and it is necessary that I punish you. Defend yourself.”
“Assassinate me if you wish; I will not draw my pistol until you have heard me. Come,