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"
He
can
have
thee
,
"
Pilar
said
and
ran
her
finger
around
the
lobe
of
the
girl
’
s
ear
.
"
But
I
am
very
jealous
.
"
"
But
Pilar
,
"
Maria
said
.
"
It
was
thee
explained
to
me
there
was
nothing
like
that
between
us
.
"
"
There
is
always
something
like
that
,
"
the
woman
said
.
"
There
is
always
something
like
something
that
there
should
not
be
.
But
with
me
there
is
not
.
Truly
there
is
not
.
I
want
thy
happiness
and
nothing
more
.
"
Maria
said
nothing
but
lay
there
,
trying
to
make
her
head
rest
lightly
.
"
Listen
,
guapa
,
"
said
Pilar
and
ran
her
finger
now
absently
but
tracingly
over
the
contours
of
her
cheeks
.
"
Listen
,
guapa
,
I
love
thee
and
he
can
have
thee
,
I
am
no
tortillera
but
a
woman
made
for
men
.
That
is
true
.
But
now
it
gives
me
pleasure
to
say
thus
,
in
the
daytime
,
that
I
care
for
thee
.
"
"
I
love
thee
,
too
.
"
"
Qué
va
.
Do
not
talk
nonsense
.
Thou
dost
not
know
even
of
what
I
speak
.
"
"
I
know
.
"
"
Qué
va
,
that
you
know
.
You
are
for
the
Inglés
.
That
is
seen
and
as
it
should
be
.
That
I
would
have
.
Anything
else
I
would
not
have
.
I
do
not
make
perversions
.
I
only
tell
you
something
true
.
Few
people
will
ever
talk
to
thee
truly
and
no
women
.
I
am
jealous
and
say
it
and
it
is
there
.
And
I
say
it
.
"
