A love story.
Two hours had stopped John of the Cross outside the home. Came when the curiosity of the student was already sufferings.
-Is your father arrested?!-He said to Marianna.
Do not say m’o the heart, and my heart never deceives me-she answered.
-And the heart that tells you about me, Marianna? My work will be here?
-I’ll tell you the truth, Mr. Simon … but do not say …
-Say that lh’o ask because I have faith in the good angel who speak in his soul. Say …
Well, yes … My heart tells me that his works are still in the beginning …
Simon heard her attentive, and did not respond. It amazed him the grim cheer this idea, and affront the simple girl: – “You would think she in turn away from Theresa to make love?”
I thought so when the farrier came.
Here I am back with him face-said festive-Your mother sent me to call …
-I know … And how she knew I was here?
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