Pum! Pum ... two revolver shots.
He felt no desire to go to bed. Guessing his condition he put off the time when he would have to go up to his own room, where Carmen would probably be awake and waiting for him.
But to all his arguments Carmen replied with the same obstinacy.
Some of her eccentricities left the torero frowning and sad. Sometimes on going to the house one of the magnificent servants would coldly bar his way. "The Se?ora was not at home," or "The Se?ora had gone out," and he knew that it was a lie, feeling the presence of Do?a Sol a short distance from him, the other side of the curtained doors.
"No. There is only one man!" he would say in a loud voice as if talking to himself, pretending not to see the people who were approaching. "The first man in the world! If anyone thinks the contrary let him speak.... Yes, the only man!"