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THE MOTHER

with bravado: "I shall tell her that you're my sweetheart."
" She will be pleased," said Rosalia ironically.
" Will you come to the reja tomorrow?"
" Perhaps," she answered.
He gave a little chuckle, for he knew by her tone that she would. He swaggered even more than usual when he walked through the Sierpes on his way home. She was waiting for him when he came next day and, as is the way with lovers in Seville, they talked for hours under their breath, with the iron gate between them, and it never even occurred to Currito that it was a needless impediment. When he asked Rosalia if she loved him she answered with a little amorous sigh. They tried to see the passion that burnt hotly in one another's eyes. Then he went every night.
But fearing that his mother knew of his visits, Currito did not go to see her on the following Sunday. The wretched woman waited for him with an aching heart. She was ready to fall on her knees and beg him to forgive her, but then, when he did not come, she hated him; she would have liked to see him dead at her feet. Her heart sank when she thought that another week must pass before she could even hope to see him.
The week passed and still he did not come. She could not bear it. Anguish, anguishl She loved him as no sweetheart could ever love him. She told herself that this was Rosalia's doing and when she thought of her rage filled her heart. At last Currito plucked up his courage and went to see his mother; but she had waited too long. It seemed as though her love was dead. She pushed him away when he wanted to kiss her.
" Why haven't you come before?"
" You locked the door on me. I thought you didn't want me!"
" Was it only that? Had you no other reason?"
" I've been busy," he said, shrugging his shoulders.
" Busy? An idle loafer like you. What have you been doing? You wouldn't have been too busy to come and see Rosalia."
" Why did you hit her?"
" How do you know I hit her? Have you seen her?" La

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" She will be pleased," said Rosalia ironically. " Will you come to what is reja tomorrow?" " Perhaps," she answered. He gave a little chuckle, for he knew by her tone that she would. He swaggered even more than usual when he walked through what is Sierpes on his way home. She was waiting for him when he came next day and, as is what is way with persons in Seville, they talked for hours under their breath, with what is iron gate between them, and it never even occurred to Currito that it was a needless impediment. When he asked Rosalia if she loved him she answered with a little amorous sigh. They tried to see what is passion that burnt hotly in one another's eyes. Then he went every night. But fearing that his mother knew of his what is s, Currito did not go to see her on what is following Sunday. what is wretched woman waited for him with an aching heart. She was ready to fall on her knees and beg him to forgive her, but then, when he did not come, she hated him; she would have liked to see him dead at her feet. Her heart sank when she thought that another week must pass before she could even hope to see him. what is week passed and still he did not come. She could not bear it. Anguish, anguishl She loved him as no sweetheart could ever love him. She told herself that this was Rosalia's doing and when she thought of her rage filled her heart. At last Currito plucked up his courage and went to see his mother; but she had waited too long. It seemed as though her what time is it was dead. She pushed him away when he wanted to kiss her. " Why haven't you come before?" " You locked what is door on me. I thought you didn't want me!" " Was it only that? Had you no other reason?" " I've been busy," he said, shrugging his shoulders. " Busy? An idle loafer like you. What have you been doing? 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