of appeal; but he carefully averted his glance, and she could read
nothing.

Weary as she was, Mary heard again and again, through her unglazed
windows, the watchman's musical cry of 'Ave Maria purisima, las--es
temblado!' 'Viva Peru y sereno!' and chid herself for foolish
anticipations that Louis would hear and admire all the strange sounds
of the New World. The kindness of her welcome gave her a little
hope; and she went over and over again her own part of the discussion
which she expected, almost persuading herself, that Louis's own
conduct and her aunt's testimony must win the day.

She need not have spent so many hours in preparation for the morning.
She was np early, in hopes of seeing her father before he went to his
office, but he was gone for a ride. The English breakfast, which had
been established, much to his content, by her own exertions, had
quite vanished, each of the family had a cup of chocolate in private,
and there was no meeting till, late in the morning, Rosita sauntered
into her room, embraced her, made inquiries as to her rest, informed
her that she was going to the Opera that night, and begged her to
accompany her. To appear in public with Rosita was the tribute for
which Mary had come out, so she readily agreed; and thereupon the
Senora digressed into the subject of dress, and required of Mary a
display of all her robes, and an account of the newest fashions of
the English ladies. It was all with such innocent, earnest pleasure,
that Mary could not be annoyed, and good-naturedly made all her
disappointing display.

The midday meal brought her father--still kind and affectionate, but
never dropping the Spanish, nor manifesting any consciousness of her