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Updated: June 22, 2025
I was thankful for Melinza's absence, for to play at love-making that night would have been beyond my powers. At first I could eat nothing; but an urgent glance from Doña Orosia, and the thought of what need there would be for all my strength prompted me to force some morsels, in spite of the convulsive swelling of my throat.
"No, please your Excellency." Melinza smiled a slow triumphant smile. "Doña Orosia is unfortunate. I trust I shall be more successful. You would rather go to Habana as my companion, is it not so, Margarita mia?" and he stepped forward and held forth his hand to me.
He could never be so witless as to believe in such a sudden transformation." "Such is the vanity of man," said Doña Orosia, "that he would find it easier to believe that you had feigned hatred all this while from fear of me, than to doubt that you had eventually fallen a victim to his fascinations." "What would it advantage me if I did deceive him?"
You and yours are in no danger, my son." "In no danger!" repeated the Governor, his face becoming purple and his voice choked; "no danger, when the foul carcass lies unburied, tainting the very air with death! Throw it over in the sea nay, set fire to the miserable hut in which it lies, and let all be consumed together!" "Who is it that is dead?" asked Doña Orosia.
'Twas the merest scratch, and truly the dog meant it not in anger; but on the instant Doña Orosia flushed crimson to her very brow, and, drawing up her silken skirt, she snatched a jewelled dagger from her garter and plunged it to the hilt in the poor beast's throat. The red blood spouted, and the huge body dropped in a tawny heap.
He, too, spoke in French; and as the words passed his lips I felt the soft, strong hand of Doña Orosia grasp my arm and drag me backward among the screening vines, beyond the red light of the tapers, where we could listen unseen. Melinza was laughing softly.
"Melinza sets his own desires in the scale, and they outweigh all politic scruples. He has sworn that so long as I stand between him and you, so long will Señor Rivers remain in the castle dungeon, unless Death steps kindly in to set your lover free." A little sob broke in my throat at these cruel words. Doña Orosia laid her hand on mine. "Poor little one!" she said. "You pity me, señora!
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