He is very good; he releases you from your promise.

And he seemed so sorry and spoke so nobly that the least I could do was to let him kiss my hand." "You did right, Juanita.

I was hasty; I cry _peccavi_ and ask your forgiveness.

And you really give up this expedition for my sake, dear friend?
Thanks, a thousand thanks." "No; I absolve you from your promise.

But I shall go, all the same." Carmen looked very grave.
"Think better of it, _amigo mio_," he said.