He would really die for her.

What has this Spanish knight of the sixteenth century to do in Texas in the nineteenth century ?" He answered her mental question in his own charming way.

He was so happy, so radiantly happy, so persuasive, so compelling, that Antonia granted him, without a word, the favor his eyes asked for.

And the lovers hardly heard the excuse she made; they understood nothing of it, only that she would be reading in the myrtle walk for one hour, and, by so doing, would protect them from intrusion.
One whole hour! Isabel had thought the promise a perfect magnificence of opportunity{.?
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Luis had not told her the half of his love and his hopes.