Theyouthrubbedhissleepyeyesandstaredforawhileathimwhoheldhim, butpresentlyrecognisedhimasoneofhisfather'sservants, atwhichhewassotakenabackthatforsometimehecouldnotfindorutteraword; whiletheservantwentontosay, "Thereisnothingforitnow, SenorDonLuis, buttosubmitquietlyandreturnhome, unlessitisyourwishthatmylord, yourfather, shouldtakehisdeparturefortheotherworld, fornothingelsecanbetheconsequenceofthegriefheisinatyourabsence."
"ButhowdidmyfatherknowthatIhadgonethisroadandinthisdress?" saidDonLuis.
"Itwasastudenttowhomyouconfidedyourintentions," answeredtheservant, "thatdisclosedthem, touchedwithpityatthedistresshesawyourfathersufferonmissingyou; hethereforedespatchedfourofhisservantsinquestofyou, andhereweallareatyourservice, betterpleasedthanyoucanimaginethatweshallreturnsosoonandbeabletorestoreyoutothoseeyesthatsoyearnforyou."
"ThatshallbeasIplease, orasheavenorders," returnedDonLuis.
"Whatcanyoupleaseorheavenorder," saidtheother, "excepttoagreetogoback? Anythingelseisimpossible."
