Go!" "My Senora! Fray I--" "Go!" he thundered.

"Out of my house! Fly! I will not endure you another moment." The impetus of his words was like a great wind.

They drove the woman before him, and he shut the door behind her with a terrifying and amazing rage.

Then he turned to the priest-- "Fray Ignatius, you have abused my hospitality, and my patience.
You shall do so no longer.

For twenty-six years I have suffered your interference-" "The Senor is a prudent man.