"That's just what I do think. We can't
prevent it, and it is of no use to try. Do let us tell them they can do
as they like."
"Of course, Alessandro must leave us, then," said the Senora.
"They could not stay here."
"I don't see why!" said Felipe, anxiously.
"You will, my son, if you think a moment. Could we possibly give
a stronger indorsement to their marriage than by keeping them
here? Don't you see that would be so?"
Felipe's eyes fell. "Then I suppose they couldn't be married here,
either," he said,
"What more could we do than that, for a marriage that we heartily
approved of, my son?"
"True, mother;" and Felipe clapped his hand to his forehead. "But
then we force them to run away!"
"Oh, no." said the Senora, icily. "If they go, they will go of their
own accord. We hope they will never do anything so foolish and
wrong. If they do, I suppose we shall always be held in a measure
responsible for not having prevented it. But if you think it is not
wise, or of no use to attempt that, I do not see what there is to be
done."
Felipe did not speak.
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