Chapter 30: The Hand Under the Curtains

⁠​​​‌​​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​⁠Like a dream the three days passed; but not a dream of peace, for that I lost with the last echo of the Virgin music and the fragrance of her lilies.

Dick thought himself miserable, but I would gladly have changed my state of mind for his. Sometimes he hoped, sometimes he despaired, but at all times he was really very happy, if only he had known it. He enjoyed visiting the Murillos with Pilar and t