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Chapter 47

           IfIbutfindoutthatsheloveshim—thattheyhavemetsince—since—MotherofGod!Ishallgomad;andinmymadnessdestroynotonlythemanIhate,butthewomanIlove!ODonaIsidoraCovarubiodelosLlanos!Angelofbeauty,anddemonofmischief!Icouldkillyouwithmycaresses—Icankillyouwithmysteel!Oneorothershallbeyourfate.Itisforyoutochoosebetweenthem!"

           Hisspiritbecomingalittletranquillised,partlythroughbeingrelievedbythisconditionalthreat—andpartlyfromtheexplanationhehadbeenabletoarriveatconcerningtheotherthoughtthathadbeentroublingit—hesoonafterfellasleep.

           Nordidheawakeuntildaylightlookedinathisdoor,andalongwithitavisitor.

           "José!"hecriedoutinatoneofsurpriseinwhichpleasurewasperceptible—"youhere?"

           "Si,Señor;yoestoy."

           "Gladtoseeyou,goodJosé.TheDoñaIsidorahere?—ontheLeona,Imean?"

           "Si,Señor."

           "Sosoonagain!Shewasherescarcetwoweeksago,wasshenot?Iwasawayfromthesettlement,buthadwordofit.Iwasexpectingtohearfromyou,goodJosé.Whydidyounotwrite?"

           "Only,SeñorDonMiguel,forwantofamessengerthatcouldbereliedupon.Ihadsomethingtocommunicate,thatcouldnotwithsafetybeentrustedtoastranger.Something,Iamsorrytosay,youwon’tthankmefortellingyou;butmylifeisyours,andIpromisedyoushouldknowall."

           The"prairiewolf"sprangtohisfeet,asifprickedwithasharp-pointedthorn.

           "Ofher,andhim?Iknowitbyyourlooks.

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