I cabled to Cuba for news as to Mogente's fortune; for we know that he has made one.

There is the reply." He handed Marcos a telegram which bore the words: "Three million pesetas in the English Funds." "That is the millstone that he has tied round Juanita's neck," said Sarrion, folding the paper and returning it to his pocket.
"To saddle with three million pesetas a girl who is at a convent school, in the hands of the Sisters of the True Faith, when the Carlist cause is dying for want of funds, and the Jesuits know that it is Don Carlos or a Republic, and all the world knows that all republics have been fatal to the Society--bah!" the Count threw out his hands in a gesture of despair.
"It is to throw her into a convent, bound hand and foot.

We cannot leave that poor girl without help, Marcos." "No," said Marcos, gently.
"There is only one way--I have thought of it night and day.

There is only one way, my friend." Marcos looked at his father thoughtfully, and waited to hear what that way might be.
"You must marry her," said the Count..