-Le diré a usted -me respondió-: yo soy casado, quise a mi mujer, la aprecio todavía, me parece; tuvo lugar entre nosotros un disgustillo doméstico, que por su publicidad exigía una reparación por mi parte, sobrevino un duelo, tuve la fortuna de herir a mi adversario, un chico excelente, decidor y chistoso si los hay, con quien suelo tomar café algunas noches en la Iberia. Desde entonces dejé de hacer vida común con mi esposa, y me dediqué a viajar... Cuando estoy en Madrid, vivo con ella, pero como dos amigos; y todo esto sin violentarme, sin grandes emociones, sin sufrimientos extraordinarios. Después de este ligero bosquejo de mi carácter y de mi vida. ¡qué le he de decir a usted de esas explosiones fenomenales del sentimiento, sino que todo eso me parece raro, muy raro!
“I will tell you,” he replied. “I am married; I loved my wife; I have, it seems to me, a regard for her still; there came up between us a domestic unpleasantness, that by its publicity forced me to demand satisfaction; a duel followed; I had the good luck to wound my adversary, an excellent fellow, as full of jest and wit as any man alive, with whom I am still in the habit of taking coffee occasionally in the Iberia. Since then I have ceased to live with my wife, and have devoted myself to travel.—When I am in Madrid, I stay with her as a friend visiting a friend; and all this has taken place without any violent passions, without any great emotions, without any extraordinary sufferings. After this slight sketch of my character and of my life, what shall I say to you about these phenomenal explosions of feeling except that all this seems to me strange, very strange?”