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Estella glanced at Concha and said nothing. His wise old eyes rested for a moment on her face with a little frown of anxiety. 'We have had a visit from the Senora Barenna, went on the General, 'and she is anxious that we should invite Julia to go to Madrid with us. It appears that Esteban Larralde is still attempting to force his attentions on Julia, and is at present in Ronda.
There was a faint suggestion of assumed absorption in his attitude, as if he knew that the priest was usually at the church door at this hour, and had no desire to meet his eye. It was Larralde. A few minutes later Julia Barenna, who was sitting at her window watching and waiting her attitude in life suddenly rose with eyes that gleamed and trembling hands.
'And I have not even the excuse of my cloth. I am abroad on worldly business, and not even my own. I will be honest with you, Senor Conyngham. I am here to buy that malediction of a letter in a pink envelope. You remember in the garden at Ronda, eh? 'Yes, I remember; and why do you want that letter? 'For the sake of Julia Barenna. 'Ah! I want it for the sake of Estella Vincente.
The man was absent about half an hour, and returned with a face that promised little. 'There is a man in the hotel, sir, he said, 'the servant of Mr. Conyngham, who knows, but will not tell me. I am told, however, that a lady living in Toledo, a Contessa Barenna, will undoubtedly have the information.
'That is the sort of woman to break one's heart in the witness box, he said as he passed out into the deserted street, and Senora Barenna, in the great room with the armour, reflected complacently that the English lord had been visibly impressed. General Vincente and Estella arrived at the hotel in the evening, but did not of course appear in the public rooms.
It has been falling and falling silently ever since, and it is gaining in bulk. And you, and General Vincente, and Estella Vincente, and Senorita Barenna, and Frederick Conyngham, and in a minor degree myself, are on the slope in the track of the avalanche, and are sliding down behind it. And the General and Estella, and yourself and Conyngham, are trying to overtake it and stop it.
Conyngham stepped out of the doorway, the clank of his spurred heel on the marble pavement causing the sigh to break off in a little scream. He had caught the name of Julia, and hastily concluded that these ladies must be no other than Madame Barenna and her daughter.
'So bad for the nerves what suffering! such a dry soil that one cannot sleep at night, murmured Madame Barenna, preparing to rise from her seat. Julia and Conyngham naturally led the way. The paths winding in and out among the palms and pepper trees were of a width that allowed two to walk abreast. 'Senorita, I have a letter for you. 'Not yet wait!
Concha was the first to move. He turned and crossed the room towards Conyngham. 'I see, he said, 'Estella in the garden. And they passed out of the room together, leaving Julia Barenna alone with her thoughts. On the broad stone balcony Concha paused. 'I will stay here, he said. He looked over the balustrade. Senora Barenna was still asleep. 'Do not awake her, he whispered.
Senora Barenna looked from one to the other, and shrugged her shoulders. Like many women she was a strange mixture of foolishness and worldly wisdom. She adjusted her mantilla and mutely appealed to Heaven with a glance of her upturned eyes. Conyngham, who was no diplomatist, nor possessed any skill in concealing his thoughts, looked with some interest at Julia Barenna, and Estella watched him.
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