My son-in-law will probably pretend to be scandalised, but I will settle him.

It would be much better if he did not wink at the walks that Juanito, that cadet nephew of Don Sebastian's, takes in the cloister whenever my granddaughter stands at the door.

The crackbrained fellow dreams of nothing less than becoming related to the cardinal, and seeing his daughter a general's wife; he might remember poor Sagrario.

And as far as regards Don Sebastian, you may be quite easy, Gabriel.

He will say nothing but that we ought to bring the child back--and what should he say?
People ought to be charitable one to another, and none more than they; for after all, Gabriel, believe me--they are only men, nothing but men!".