When they reached the road they were in the full moonlight, and for the first time could see each other.
"What is the matter ?" said Juanita suddenly.

"Your face looks white; there is something I do not understand in it." "Nothing," answered Marcos.

"Nothing.

We must be quick." "You are sure you are keeping nothing back from me ?" she asked, glancing shrewdly at him as she walked by his side.
"Nothing," he answered, for the first time, and very conscientiously telling her an untruth.

For he was keeping back the crux of the whole affair which he thought she was too young to be told or to understand.
The carriage was waiting on the high road just across the old Roman bridge.