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Miguel reached Pasajes late Friday afternoon. On alighting from the train he found Ursula's boat moored to the shore. "Good afternoon, Don Miguel," said the boat-woman, showing genuine joy in her face, where the fires of alcohol were flaming more than ever brilliantly; "I was beginning to think that I should not see you again." "Indeed " "How should I know?... Men are so queer about getting married .... But, senorito, you can't imagine how glad everybody in the village was to hear about it .... Only a few jealous women would not believe it.... How I will make 'em fume to-night I'm going all around telling everybody that I myself brought you over to Don Valentin's." "Don't think of making any one fume," replied the young man, laughing; "but bend to your oars a little more." "Are you in a hurry to see Maximina?" "Of course I am.""
