The glad lady

It was at San Sebastian that the various members of the party became an integral. When separated they were quite as dissimilar as the constituent parts of certain chemical combi...

“Quite true, but I hadn’t seen the tenth century monastery when I spoke. Those are surely fig trees. Where corn and apples grow can there be figs? At least one doesn’t learn fro...

The next day the family dined alone. The _viajante_ with his big wagon drawn by sturdy mules with gay trappings and jangling bells, had departed, while the smoke of the Englishm...

“Paulette,” Patty spoke from the pillows against which she lay, her arms over her head. Her dark hair had dropped in a dusky coil over the white covers, her eyes were full of mi...

The next day there was such an influx of custom, so many cattlemen to demand meals, that the dining-room was insufficient to accommodate both these and Don Juan’s party; moreove...

In a few days the little _fonda_ lost the guests who had set such a mark of distinction upon it that Matilda felt her house had risen to the highest repute. A rainy day had kept...

Robert Lisle walked home under the great stars that evening with a new sense of restlessness at heart. He was rather a lonely young man, feeling something of the alien in his gr...

This being the season of the year for _fiestas_ and _romerias_ one of these was always in prospect even though Don Juan suggested only such as might be most interesting. That at...

For two or three days longer nothing was seen of Robert Lisle, but Don Felipe was much in evidence and Patty was enjoying herself hugely. First she was teasing her sister, secon...

The guests from Ribadesella were a stately old gentleman and his widowed daughter, a handsome young woman picturesquely wrapped in the mourning veil it is the custom in Spain fo...

As if by common consent, Patty and Robert Lisle saw little of one another during the next few days. It was the season of the year when one _fiesta_ was followed closely by anoth...

The gipsy was not far wrong in her estimate of the Glad Lady, “La Señorita Alegra,” as Perdita called her. She was more thoughtful than the casual observer gave her credit for b...

Doña Martina and Paulette were going to Llanes with Don Juan to do some shopping, but Patty declined to accompany them, having spent all her money on blind beggars she said. The...

Don Juan, like his neighbor Don Felipe, was fond of collecting antiques, a fact which had become known to the silver merchants who, traveling through the country, collected old...

With Paulette gone, Don Felipe only a casual caller, and Tomás engrossed in his own love affair, Patty felt lonelier than she had believed she could. Doña Martina was often busy...

Remembering the next morning her laughing promise to Perdita that she would make use of St. Anthony’s powers in trying to find the lost earrings, Patty went to the dim little ch...

while I appreciated all he had done for me, in matters of this kind I must use my own judgment and that Miss Moffatt was not the woman for me, this I had discovered since I came...

Fearing a second accident to the earrings Patty resolved the next day to take them to Perdita whom she had not seen since the meeting on the lonely hill. There was no fear of mi...

It was not long after Perdita’s departure that Tomás, too, left home to take a position in Mexico which had been secured for him by some friends of his brother’s, and with him g...

Spring in Paris, flower-girls on the corners, trees bursting into leaf in the parks re-created that longing which comes to young hearts who suffer, and coming in one day with he...

Patty’s letter to Tomás might as well have not been written, for, several days before its arrival at its destination, the young man was on his way home. Don Felipe was too impor...