"My mother will be flattered by your impatience.
You will find her in the patio." "Pereo did not announce me, as he was probably still under the effect of the aguardiente he swallowed yesterday," said the Doctor, dryly.

"I met him outside the tienda on the highway the other night, talking to a pair of cut-throats that I would shoot on sight." "The mayordomo has many purchases to make, and must meet a great many people," said Maruju.

"What would you?
We can not select HIS acquaintances; we can hardly choose our own," she added, sweetly.
The Doctor hesitated, as if to reply, and then, with a grim "Good-morning," passed on towards the patio.

Maruja did not follow him.

Her attention was suddenly absorbed by a hitherto unnoticed motionless figure, that seemed to be hiding in the shadow of an angle of the passage, as if waiting for her to pass.