Part 38 (1/2)
”The weight of a sin! Add to it the malediction of G.o.d, and see if you can carry that burden about with you, wretched girl! Only I can take it from you.”
”No, not you, not you!” cried Rosario, with desperation. ”But hear me; I want to confess it all, all! Afterward, turn me out of this house where I was born.”
”I turn you out!”
”I will go away, then.”
”Still less. I will teach you a daughter's duty, which you have forgotten.”
”I will fly, then; he will take me with him!”
”Has he told you to do so? has he counselled you to do that? has he commanded you to do that?” asked the mother, launching these words like thunderbolts against her daughter.
”He has counselled me to do it. We have agreed to be married. We must be married, mamma, dear mamma. I will love you--I know that I ought to love you--I shall be forever lost if I do not love you.”
She wrung her hands, and falling on her knees kissed her mother's feet.
”Rosario, Rosario!” cried Dona Perfecta, in a terrible voice, ”rise!”
There was a short pause.
”This man--has he written to you?”
”Yes.”
”And have you seen him again since that night?”
”Yes.”
”And you have written to him!”
”I have written to him also. Oh, senora! why do you look at me in that way? You are not my mother.
”Would to G.o.d that I were not! Rejoice in the harm you are doing me. You are killing me; you have given me my death-blow!” cried Dona Perfecta, with indescribable agitation. ”You say that this man--”
”Is my husband--I will be his wife, protected by the law. You are not a woman! Why do you look at me in that way? You make me tremble. Mother, mother, do not condemn me!”
”You have already condemned yourself--that is enough. Obey me, and I will forgive you. Answer me--when did you receive letters from that man?”
”To-day.”
”What treachery! What infamy!” cried her mother, roaring rather than speaking. ”Had you appointed a meeting?”
”Yes.”
”When?”
”To-night.”