"No, senorita," he replied, curtly, and went down into the garden.
Thereupon she seized the guitar again, and began strumming an accompaniment apparently to her thoughts.

It was no longer lively music she played, but something of a menacing strain, in keeping with the look in her eyes, and she seemed in a manner to hiss the air through her teeth.
Later on in the evening she came tripping over to him with a coquettish smile, and after the custom of the country offered him a cigarette, which she had begun to smoke herself.

When he rather ungallantly declined it, she exclaimed furiously, stamping her foot-- "Senor!" But she recovered herself in a moment, and said laughing, with at all events apparent good-nature, something which meant that she understood that this might perhaps not be a custom in his country.
Salve felt much relieved when her brother came home, and told him that the meeting he was waiting for was to take place on the following evening..