Meanwhile, the smaller figure, which was that of a village lad leading a tall gentleman and a slender lady, pointed toward the group round Hope's easel.

Shortly, the boy ran back up to the village road, and the gentleman came along the pathway with the lady.

Random, who had been looking at them intently, suddenly started, having at length recognized them.
"Don Pedro and his daughter," he said in an astonished voice, and sprang forward to welcome the unexpected visitors.
"Now, my dear," whispered the widow in Lucy's ear, "we shall see the kind of woman Sir Frank prefers to you." "Well, as Sir Frank has seen the kind of man I prefer to him," retorted Lucy, "that makes us quite equal." "I am glad these new-comers talk English," said Hope, who had risen to his feet.

"I know nothing of Spanish." "They are not Spanish, but Peruvian," said Mrs.Jasher.
"The language is the same, more or less.

Confound it! here is Random bringing them here.