* La divisa. A knot of ribbon, the colour of which
indicates the pasturage from which each bull comes. This
knot of ribbon is fastened into the bull’s hide with a sort
of hook, and it is considered the very height of gallantry
to snatch it off the living beast and present it to a woman.
“The bull avenged me. Lucas was knocked down, with his horse on his chest, and the bull on top of both of them. I looked for Carmen, she had disappeared from her place already. I couldn’t get out of mine, and I was obliged to wait until the bull-fight was over. Then I went off to that house you already know, and waited there quietly all that evening and part of the night. Toward two o’clock in the morning Carmen came back, and was rather surprised to see me.
“‘Come with me,’ said I.
“‘Very well,’ said she, ‘let’s be off.’
“I went and got my horse, and took her up behind me, and we travelled all the rest of the night without saying a word to each other. When daylight came we stopped at a lonely inn, not far from a hermitage. There I said to Carmen:
“‘Listen—I forget everything, I won’t mention anything to you. But swear one thing to me—that you’ll come with me to America, and live there quietly!’
“‘No,’ said she, in a sulky voice, ‘I won’t go to America—I am very well here.’
“‘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.’