Don Francisco de Mogente observed this, and sat patiently beneath the trailing vines, noting their slow approach.

He was a white-haired man, and his face was burnt a deep brown.

It was an odd face, and the expression of the eyes was not the usual expression of an old man's eyes.
They had the agricultural calm, which is rarely seen in drawing-rooms.
For those who deal with nature rarely feel calm in a drawing-room.

They want to get out of it, and their eyes assume a hunted look.

This seemed to be a man who had known both drawing-room and nature; who must have turned quietly and deliberately to nature as the better part.