Dare gave him a little smile and nod of approbation.

He had not thought of fine clothing for himself; but then for the handsome, elegant, Mexican youth it seemed precisely the right thing.

And Isabel, in her scarlet satin petticoat, and white embroideries and satin slippers, looked his proper mate.

Dare and Antonia, and even the doctor, watched their almost childlike devotion to each other with sympathetic delight.
Oh, if such moments could only last! No, no; as a rule they last long enough.

Joy wearies as well as sorrow.