I am so extravagant."
"I fully intend to be rich, some time."
"But you are not handsome, senor." Her eyes travelled over him
with a mischievous twinkle. "You are too beeg."
"I'm very durable; I'd last a long time."
She shook her dark head decisively, and he saw the lights that
rippled in her profuse crown of hair.
"You are too different, you disregard our customs, you are bold.
You continue to come here against my wishes, which no Spanish
gentleman would dare to do."
"Oh, I'm no Spanish gentleman. I'm just an emotional blond; but
I'm bound to marry you."
"If one of my countrymen found me so indiscreet as to talk with
him alone like this, he would go away and never come back. I am
amazed at you, senor. Have you no pride?"
"Not a bit; and now that I have met all your objections, let's
arrange the details. Shall it be a church wedding?"
She laughed deliciously. "What a nice game it is we have played!
But now I must talk seriously."
"You witch!" he breathed. "Do you think I could ever give you up?"
She checked him gravely. "Truly, it was just a game--and yet it was
not altogether so, either. But here is what I came to say. The
strangest thing has happened-not until last night after the opera
did I even dream of it, and-even now I cannot believe.
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