'
"'That's because you're near Lucas. But be very sure that even if
he gets well now, he won't make old bones. And, indeed, why should I
quarrel with him? I'm tired of killing all your lovers; I'll kill you
this time.'
"She looked at me steadily with her wild eyes, and then she said:
"'I've always thought you would kill me. The very first time I saw you I
had just met a priest at the door of my house. And to-night, as we were
going out of Cordova, didn't you see anything? A hare ran across the
road between your horse's feet. It is fate.'
"'Carmencita,' I asked, 'don't you love me any more?'
"She gave me no answer, she was sitting cross-legged on a mat, making
marks on the ground with her finger.
"'Let us change our life, Carmen,' said I imploringly. 'Let us go away
and live somewhere we shall never be parted. You know we have a hundred
and twenty gold ounces buried under an oak not far from here, and then
we have more money with Ben-Joseph the Jew.'
"She began to smile, and then she said, 'Me first, and then you. I know
it will happen like that.'
"'Think about it,' said I. 'I've come to the end of my patience and my
courage. Make up your mind--or else I must make up mine.
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