"Fancy you living close to a woman like that!
I find it detestable."

"Why?--if I can do her good--and make her
happy, sometimes?"

"Does she ever talk about her life--before she
came here?"

"Oh, no; she is far too sad. Once only, when I
told her I would pray for her in the Mission Church,
she asked me to burn a candle that her lover might
serve his sentence more quickly and come out and
marry her. Will you light one for her to-day,
senor?"

"With the greatest pleasure; if you really want
your maid to marry a man who no doubt will mur-
der her for the sake of some other woman."

"Oh, surely not! He loves her. I know that
many men love more than once, but when they are
punished like that, they must remember."

"Is it true that you are only sixteen? Is that an
impertinent question? I cannot help it. Those
years are so few, and so much wisdom has gone
into that little head."

"Sixteen is quite old." Concha drew herself up