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Updated: May 2, 2025
In all the houses of prostitution, from the middle class apartments, scattered in the most respectable streets, to the damp, ill-smelling dens which cast out their wares at night on the Calle de Peligros, circulated the story of a certain gentleman, provoking shouts of laughter. He always came muffled up mysteriously, following hastily the rustle of some poor starched skirts which preceded him.
The sight of Cousin Peligros, upright on a chair, dispelled Juanita's momentary gravity, however. "Oh, Cousin Peligros," she cried, running to her and taking both her hands. "Just think! I have left school. No more punishments no more grammar no more arithmetic!" Cousin Peligros had risen and endeavoured to maintain that dignity which she felt to be so beneficial an example to the world.
I have grown up in a night, like a mushroom, and Uncle Ramon has been sent to bed." She came and sat down at the bedside again. "And Cousin Peligros has not been disturbed. She has not left her room. She will tell us to-morrow morning that she scarcely slept at all. A real lady never sleeps well, you know. She must have heard us but she did not come out of her room.
Cousin Peligros was therefore glad enough to quit the train at Pampeluna, where the carriage from Torre Garda awaited them. There were saddle horses for Sarrion and Marcos, and a handful of troops were waiting in the shadow of the trees outside of the station yard. An officer rode forward and paid his respects to Juanita. "You do not recognise me, Senorita," he said.
She came back to the library, coughing, and went towards the door. "Juanita," said Cousin Peligros, "I forbid you to leave the room. I absolutely refuse to be left alone." "Then call your maid," said Juanita, patiently. "Where are you going?" "I am going to follow Uncle Ramon down to the valley. There must be hundreds of wounded. I can do something " "Then I forbid you to go.
In this remote spot, with but one egress to the outer world, bolts and locks are not considered a necessity of life. Sarrion opened the door of the house where the grooms and their families lived, and went in. In a few moments he returned to the stable-yard, accompanied by the man who had driven Juanita and Cousin Peligros from Pampeluna a few hours earlier.
Such a proceeding might have lowered her dignity in the eyes of the servants, who, to do them justice, saw right through Cousin Peligros into the vacuum that lay behind her. She sat in state in the great drawing-room with her hands folded on her lap and placidly arranged her proposed mode of greeting the newcomers.
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