"You see," said the Senora, "you see she defies us."
"She is desperate," said Felipe. "I am sorry I sent Alessandro
away."
"No, my son," replied the Senora, "you were wise, as you always
are. It may bring her to her senses, to have a few days' reflection in
solitude."
"You do not mean to keep her locked up, mother, do you?" cried
Felipe.
The Senora turned a look of apparently undisguised amazement on
him. "You would not think that best, would you? Did you not say
that all we could do, was simply not to interfere with her in any
way? To wash our hands, so far as is possible, of all responsibility
about her?"
"Yes, yes," said the baffled Felipe; "that was what I said. But,
mother --" He stopped. He did not know what he wanted to say.
The Senora looked tenderly at him, her face full of anxious
inquiry.
"What is it, Felipe dear? Is there anything more you think I ought
to say or do?" she asked.
"What is it you are going to do, mother?" said Felipe. "I don't seem
to understand what you are going to do."
"Nothing, Felipe! You have entirely convinced me that all effort
would be thrown away.
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