But no tender word ever passed their lips.

On this subject, whatever their hearts might feel, their tongues were sealed, and in their curious perversity the chief object of each was to disguise the truth from the other.
Moreover, Leonard never for one moment forgot that Juanna was his ward, a fact that in itself would have sufficed to cause him to conceal any tender emotions he might have felt towards her.
So they lived side by side, lovers at heart, yet talking and acting as brother and sister might, and through it all were still happy after a fashion because they were together.
But Soa was not happy.

She felt that her mistress no longer trusted her, and was at no loss to guess the cause.

Day by day she stood behind them like a mummy at an Egyptian feast, and watched Leonard with ever-growing jealousy.
Francisco for his part did not attempt to conceal his fears.

He was certain that they were about to perish and sought consolation in the constant practice of religion, which was edifying but scarcely improved him as a companion.