Mrs.Saltonstall, a dark, corpulent woman, redeemed only from coarseness by a certain softness of expression and refinement of gesture, raised her heavy brown eyes to her daughter's face.
"You have not been to bed, Mara ?" "No, dear.

Do I look it ?" "You must lie down presently.

They tell me that Captain Carroll returned suddenly this morning." "Do you care ?" "Who knows?
Amita does not seem to fancy Jose, Esteban, Jorge, or any of her cousins.

She won't look at Juan Estudillo.

The Captain is not bad.