I stopped. What would you answer those platitudes?
– If anything I am married to Diego … -Went on the provincial, without change of attitude as if talking to the shelf-has been for the sublime modesty is believed that the poor unable to attract the attention of any woman that you have set your own! Ah, how much better you Diego! The more lovable! Men like you do not appreciate anything … Think they deserve it! But what is that?, Is sleeping? Or do you figure I’m talking nonsense? …
I tried to smile, while voting did not go to that house but with Diego. And this is the least vecesposible! …
Gregoria turned to me and to me so gentle and quiet (in appearance), laughed nervously and said, softening his voice, ‘You do well not to trouble themselves … Everything was a joke! I forgive you again, is not it? Oh … I needed to vent somehow! I have you had so much of the private fortune of being the wife of Diego! … Because that is, until you gave your permission, the poor was careful to ask for my hand! I do not deny you … I know all I !…; Diego silent nothing. So, come on … Soon he added more gently, leaning his elbows on the firm, whose other side I was sitting. Tell me the truth to come here today, ready to spend the afternoon and evening under this humble roof, Do not you know that Diego was absent?