It was significant of Mr.
Bessemer's relations with his family that Victorine did not address her question to him.
"Yes, yes, she's coming," said both the children, speaking together; and Howard added: "Here she comes now." Travis Bessemer came in.

Even in San Francisco, where all women are more or less beautiful, Travis passed for a beautiful girl.

She was young, but tall as most men, and solidly, almost heavily built.

Her shoulders were broad, her chest was deep, her neck round and firm.

She radiated health; there were exuberance and vitality in the very touch of her foot upon the carpet, and there was that cleanliness about her, that freshness, that suggested a recent plunge in the surf and a "constitutional" along the beach.