"Can you, Theresa, can you ask such a question?" exclaimed the young Cavalier, (in whom our readers may recognise Don Luis d'Almeida,) with grief and tenderness in his tone. "Does not your heart tell you that you were the first person I should fly to see on my return to my native land--that you were the magnet which has drawn me hither?" "You do me too much honour," answered Donna Theresa, coldly; "but I should have supposed your filial affections would have prompted you first to throw yourself at your father's feet before you took the trouble of paying your respects to your numerous cousins, however intimate you may have been with them in your boyish days." "Your words are but cold, heartless mockery to my feelings," answered Don Luis, vehemently. "Have you so soon forgotten our mutual vows of love and constancy, which Heaven recorded to stand as indelible witnesses against either who should be guilty of perfidy? Have you forgotten our troth, plighted in the sight of God, which none but ourselves can annul, with his just curse on the one who causes it to be broken? Were all my vows and protestations of love and attachment looked upon as mere empty words, which the passing breath of summer might blow away? Have a few months of absence served to wither what was once so fair and lovely? No, no, it is impossible! Say, did you never love me? Was I deceived from the first? Was my love considered but as a plaything to amuse, till some more glittering toy presented itself to attract your attention?" "You overwhelm me with the rapidity and multiplicity of your questions, Senhor," answered Donna Theresa; "I can scarcely comprehend your long speech about love and constancy, and your violence frightens me. However, I will make due allowance for the uncouth manners you have acquired among the islanders, in whose territories you have been travelling, and will try to answer you to the best of my abilities. I certainly do recollect that, in our childish days, we were foolish enough to make some absurd promise to each other, which I no more hold as binding than any other act made by infants; besides, I have received absolution for any such deeds on my part, though I do remember you made a great many strange oaths and protestations, which I now consider highly improper; therefore, pray let me ask you, Senhor, by what authority you put these questions, not very complimentary, in truth, to me?" "Great Heavens! can you expect me to remain calmly before you, while I listen to such words? You ask me by what authority I thus speak. By your own expressions when we parted; by your last fond embrace; by my own ardent, devoted love, which has not for one moment, by thought or deed, proved disloyal; your vows, protestations, tears, and sighs,-- they, they give me authority to speak."