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Chapter 47

           Yourmistresshasmethim?"

           "No,Señor,shehasn’t—notthatIknowof—notsincethefirsttime."

           "What,then?"inquiredDiaz,evidentlyalittlerelieved,"Shewasherewhilehewasattheposada.Somethingpassedbetweenthem?"

           "True,DonMiguel—somethingdidpass,asIwellknow,beingmyselfthebearerofit.ThreetimesIcarriedhimabasketofdulces,sentbytheDoñaIsidora—thelasttimealsoaletter."

           "Aletter!Youknowthecontents?Youreadit?"

           "Thankstoyourkindnesstothepoorpeonboy,Iwasabletodothat;morestill—tomakeacopyofit."

           "Youhaveone?"

           "Ihave.Yousee,DonMiguel,youdidnothavemesenttoschoolfornothing.ThisiswhattheDoñaIsidorawrotetohim."

           Diazreachedouteagerly,and,takingholdofthepieceofpaper,proceededtodevouritscontents.

           Itwasacopyofthenotethathadbeensentamongthesweetmeats.

           Insteadoffurtherexciting,itseemedrathertotranquillisehim.

           "Carrambo!"hecarelesslyexclaimed,ashefoldeduptheepistle."There’snotmuchinthis,goodJosé.Itonlyprovesthatyourmistressisgratefultoonewhohasdoneheraservice.Ifthat’sall—"

           "Butitisnotall,SeñorDonMiguel;andthat’swhyI’vecometoseeyounow.I’monanerrandtothepueblita.Thiswillexplainit."

           "Ha!Anotherletter?"

           "Si,Señor!Thistimetheoriginalitself,andnotapoorcopyscribbledbyme."

           WithashakinghandDiaztookholdofthepaper,spreaditout,andread:—

           AlSeñorDonMauricioGerald.

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