"I shall telegraph to the cardinal.

I understand that he is in Rome." Gregorio turned away, and he felt that his knees were shaking under him.
He knew well enough what the result would be if the cardinal's suspicions were aroused.

Matilde saw the danger and interfered.
"I think you are pushing such a small matter to the verge of a quarrel, Gregorio," she said sweetly.

"Since Veronica insists, you must give her the money.

After all, it is hers, as she says." Macomer turned and stared at his wife in amazement.
"I am going out at once," she continued.