“I pulled back to the hands of the furious Gregoria, and maintain my body, while she huddled in a corner, and possessed of a fear of open and declared, ‘I exclaimed,” – Lady, do not fear anything while you I was a breath of life! … And you, Diego, drop the weapon, You should never wield against your wife! Gregoria will now confess their lack excusable, knowing that in doing so, put an end to this barbaric scene, avoid a challenge, cruel of all sorts (as so severe as to kill death) and will return your health and happiness ! …
“- To confess … and forgive in the act! … Diego he added, with the childlike simplicity of his own complex nature. To confess, and we will go to Torrejón, or Paris, as she wished to see me the doctors! … To tell the truth, and I appreciate the excess of love that led to want to part with a man who assumed dangerous to our happiness! … Anyway, mad!, You’ve achieved your goal, as Ferdinand Konti and Diego will no longer be in this life … Confess, then, Gregoria … Confess! … Look at that, otherwise I will have no recourse but to raise your brains out!
“- Ca! Are you not a man of such vigor! Gregoria replied from his corner, followed by an infernal curiosity mouth of the gun, which applied at that moment Diego, pray to her throat, now one of his temples …
“Diego was shocked and dropped the gun and I stepped back, as Gregoria-forsaken, seeing those eyes, to hear that phrase …
“The shrewd when he realized how much had worsened his cause with such exclamation allowed us to probe the depths of his black consciousness, and he hastened to say humbly:
“- I prefer to confess the truth … I do not want to kill yourself, Diego mine! But we will go to Torrejón …, is not it? Remember that you swore to me! … We’ll go with my mother, away from these friends of yours that cause me so afraid … and be happy, very happy …
“Diego did not hear … It was clear that he kept seeing the face with that Gregoria had said those words, equivalent to an excitation to suicide …