Those fine eyes of hers flashed dangerously.
"What, then?
Does this woman come here and take all ?" she cried.
"Ah, _pequinina_, do not be angry," said Maria.

"Who save the good God could tell that you would come from Paris to-day?
And the Senhora Ingleza will be glad to give place to you.

She is so kind, so unselfish.

All the men adore her." "So I hear," murmured Carmela, trying to still the passion that throbbed in her heart, since she was aware that neither Maria nor any other among the old domestics at Las Flores knew of her engagement, and pride was now coming to her aid.
"She will have no word to say to any of them," gabbled Maria.

"There is a young Englishman--well, it is no affair of mine, but I am told she loves him, yet is promised to another, an old man, too.