Ortiz, the peon, put his head within the room, and then disappeared; but oh, wonder and joy! Don Luis entered swiftly after him; and before any one could say a word, he was kneeling by Isabel kissing her hand and mingling his exclamations of rapture with hers.
Antonia looked with amazement and delight at this apparition.

How had he come?
She put her hand upon his sleeve; it was scarcely wet.

His dress was splendid; if he had been going to a tertullia of the highest class, he could not have been more richly adorned.

And the storm was yet raging! It was a miracle.
"Dear Luis, sit down! Here is a chair close to Iza! Tell her your secrets a few minutes, and I will go for mi madre.

O yes! She will come! You shall see, Iza! And then, Luis, we shall have some supper." "You see that I am in heaven already, Antonia; though, indeed, I am also hungry and thirsty, my sister." Antonia was not a minute in reaching her mother's room.