'Did you have any romances, sir?' asked Mr Tupman.
'Romances! Oh, thousands. There was the daughter of Don Bolaro Fizzgig - his only daughter, called Donna Christina. She was a wonderful girl who loved me madly.
Her father was angry that his beautiful daughter was in love with a handsome Englishman. Donna Christina was so upset by her father's behaviour that she took poison. Fortunately I had a pump in my suitcase. - I used the pump to empty her stomach and take out the poison. Old Bolaro was so happy, he agreed that we could get married - we joined hands and everyone was crying for joy - romantic story - very.'
'Is the lady in England now, sir?' asked Mr Tupman. The story of the beautiful Donna Christina had caused very strong feelings in him.
'She is dead, sir - dead,' said the stranger, wiping his right eye with the remains of a very old handkerchief. 'She never recovered from the stomach pump - it destroyed her health, killed her.'
