"Don't! Don't say it! You don't understand!" Jane reiterated.
"Dios, how I loved him! I would have gone through my whole life with him! He must have known it, too."
"He was true to me," said Jane, her figure straightening involuntarily, a new gleam in her eyes.
"Ah, you are lucky, senorita! I love you, and I could hate you so easily! Go! Go! Take him with you and give him life! Forget me as I shall forget you both!" And impulsively taking from round her neck an Agnus Dei which she was wearing, she placed it in Jane's hands, and added: "Give this to him, please, and do not forget to tell him that I sent good-bye and good luck."
Jane would have kissed her had not the blazing eyes of the other forbade. They merely clasped hands, and Teresa turned away.
"My uncle lives in Manila. He will take me to Maclrid. We cannot live here with these pigs of Americans about us," she said shortly. A moment later she was lost in the crowd.
Jane's heart was heavy when the ship moved away. Her eyes searched through the throng for the slight figure of the girl who had abandoned a lost cause.