You see, he added, is man, and however great his love, passion resists what this test? So I am happy to believe that will suffer. You see if I am selfish! Season pass a cruel, but I can not demand that I do not want to marry me. What a disappointment if she saw me! In my beauty, ‘continued his love was founded, I have lost and are entitled to freedom, if I did not give her now, he would recover after … and it would be worse. This decision is irrevocable and nothing can twist it. As for spending a few days and I feel stronger, I’ll go to Puebla del Maestre, will try to recuperate, and try to forget a world where, you see, happiness depends on a few grains fever and ugly in the face. Poor me! Manuel writes so as to suffer as little as possible, but persuade him that this is over, save you pain, but Take away all hope. Well looks of things, but now feel it, when you know how I am, this boot bless me. We should not see each other again. I want you, to preserve memory of me, save the memory of the other Felisa, was before.

“I tried to repeat his own words: what you can not imagine is the focus of bitter and firm resolution that he said.

“And I accepted the job of writing this letter breaching much, because I know the pain that must cause you, but rest assured that no part of it as sincerely as your old and good friend,