Chapter 28: Let Your Heart Speak

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​⁠Men do not kill themselves for such things. Fools, or cowards, or children may; but not men who are worthy the name. Yet there was no joy of life left in me, as I went out of the Alcázar garden, having had my answer.

Love cannot die in an hour, and I loved Monica still, though I said that she was not the girl to whom I had dedicated my soul in worship.

She had let me follow her, only to say at last: