"'If my story ended here, perhaps you would not find anything extraordinary or supernatural in it. You would say to me the same thing that men of good judgment¹ said to me at that time: that every one who has a lively imagination is subject to some impulse of fear or other; that mine came from belated, solitary² women, and that the old creature of Jardines Street was only some homeless waif who was going to beg of me when I screamed and ran.

 

"'For my part, I tried to believe that it was so. I even came to believe it at the end of several months. Still, I would have given years of my life to be sure that I was not again to encounter the tall woman. But, to-day, I would give every drop of my blood to be able to meet her again.'

 

"'What for?'

 

"'To kill her on the spot.'

 

"'I do not understand you.'

 

"'You will understand me when I tell you that I did meet her again, three weeks ago, a few hours before I had the fatal news of my poor Joaquina's death.'

 

"'Tell me about it, tell me about it!'

 

"'There is little more to tell. It was five o'clock in the morning. It was not yet fully³ light, though the dawn was visible from the streets looking towards the east. The street-lamps had just been put out, and the policemen had withdrawn⁴. As I was going through Prado Street, so as to get to the other end of Lobo Street, the dreadful woman crossed in front of me. She did not look at me, and I thought she had not seen me.

 

"'She wore the same dress and carried the same fan as three years before. My trepidation⁶ and alarm were greater than ever. I ran rapidly across Prado Street as soon as she had passed, although I did not take my eyes off her, so as to make sure that she did not look back, and, when I had reached the other end of Lobo Street, I panted as if I had just swum an impetuous stream. Then I pressed on with fresh speed towards home, filled now with gladness rather than fear, for I thought that the hateful witch had been conquered and shorn of her power, from the very fact that I had been so near her and yet that she had not seen me.

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