Senor, you may yet find the curse of a poor priest an inconvenience." He crossed himself at the door, and cast a last look at the Senora, who had thrown herself upon her knees, and was crying out to Mary and the saints in a passion of excuses and reproaches.

She was deaf to all her husband said.

She would not suffer Antonia to approach her.

She felt that now was the hour of her supreme trial.

She had tolerated the rebellion of her husband, and her sons, and her daughter, and now she was justly punished.