Let us talk no more about him and the Americans.

I am weary of them; as Tia Rachella says, 'they have their spoon in every one's mess.'" And Antonia, whose heart was burning, only stooped down and closed her sister's pretty mouth with a kiss.

Her tongue was impatient to speak for the father, and grandmother, and the friends, so dear to her; but she possessed great discretion, and also a large share of that rarest of all womanly graces, the power under provocation, of "putting on Patience the noble.".