She was undeniably handsome, and dressed with great taste, save for stray hints of barbaric delight in color, doubtless inherited from her Inca ancestors.

All the same, she appeared to be devoid of small talk or great talk, or any talk whatsoever.

She sat and smiled and looked like a handsome picture, but after her appearance had satisfied the eye, she left much to be desired.

Yet Sir Frank approved of her stately quietness, and seemed anxious to make her his wife.

Lucy, in spite of the fact that he had so speedily got over her refusal to marry him, was anxious that he should be happy with Donna Inez, whom he appeared to love, and afforded him every opportunity of meeting the lady, so that he might prosecute his wooing.