At last one night Anselmo heard footsteps in Leonela's room, and on trying to enter to see who it was, he found that the door was held against him, which made him all the more determined to open it; and exerting his strength he forced it open, and entered the room in time to see a man leaping through the window into the street. He ran quickly to seize him or discover who he was, but he was unable to effect either purpose, for Leonela flung her arms round him crying, "Be calm, senor; do not give way to passion or follow him who has escaped from this; he belongs to me, and in fact he is my husband."
En fin, una noche sintió Anselmo pasos en el aposento de Leonela, y, queriendo entrar a ver quién los daba, sintió que le detenían la puerta, cosa que le puso más voluntad de abrirla; y tanta fuerza hizo, que la abrió, y entró dentro a tiempo que vio que un hombre saltaba por la ventana a la calle; y, acudiendo con presteza a alcanzarle o conocerle, no pudo conseguir lo uno ni lo otro, porque Leonela se abrazó con él, diciéndole: »-Sosiégate, señor mío, y no te alborotes, ni sigas al que de aquí saltó; es cosa mía, y tanto, que es mi esposo.