He admired the beauty of this apparition, a thrill passing over his body as their past intercourse recurred to him....

And at the same time that other Ferragut existing within him thrilled with the murderous violence of the Oriental who considers death as the only means of vengeance.

She was to blame for it all.

"Ah!...

_Tal_" He tore up the photograph, but then he put the fragments together again and finally placed them among his papers.
His wrath was changing its objective.