Her smile was alluring, and she looked like the Lurline drawing men to destruction.

Fortunes had been lost in that quiet room.
When Jennings entered, Maraquito was opening a fresh pack of cards, while the players counted their losses or winnings and fiddled with the red chips used in the game.

On seeing the newcomer, Senora Gredos gave him a gracious smile, and said something to the pale, thin woman in black who stood at the head of her couch.

The nurse, or duenna--she served for both--crossed to Jennings as he advanced towards the buffet, on which stood glasses and decanters of wine.
"Madame wishes to know why you have not brought Mr.Mallow." "Tell madame that he will be here soon.

I have to meet him in this place," said the detective to the duenna, and watched the effect of the message on Maraquito.
Her face flushed, her eyes brightened, but she did not look again in Jennings' direction.