No one indeed was coming along the road, but how about the air and the light of day?
True shame encounters eyes everywhere.

She covered her face with her panuelo and walked along blindly, weeping in silence at her disgrace.

She had felt misery and knew what it was to be abandoned by every one, even her own husband, but until now she had considered herself honored and respected: up to this time she had looked with compassion on those boldly dressed women whom the town knew as the concubines of the soldiers.

Now it seemed to her that she had fallen even a step lower than they in the social scale.
The sound of hoofs was heard, proceeding from a small train of men and women mounted on poor nags, each between two baskets hung over the back of his mount; it was a party carrying fish to the interior towns.

Some of them on passing her hut had often asked for a drink of water and had presented her with some fishes.