He was within the room, but leaning against the open door, playing upon a mandolin.

Robert Worth smiled as he offered his hand to him.

It was impossible not to smile at a youth so handsome, and so charming--a youth who had all the romance of the past in his name, his home, his picturesque costume; and all the enchantments of hope and great enthusiasms in his future.
"Luis, I am glad to see you; and I felt your music as soon as I heard it." He was glancing inquiringly around the room as he spoke; and Antonia answered the look: "Mother and Isabel are supping with Dona Valdez.

There is to be a dance.
I am waiting for you, father.

You must put on your velvet vest." "And you, Luis ?" "I do not go.