A Set of Six
One of our fellow-guests, a young naval officer, described her afterwards as a "short,
stout, old girl of forty or thereabouts." We had all noticed that her hair was turning grey,
and that she had very fine black eyes.
"And," General Santierra continued, "neither would she ever hear of marrying any one. A
real calamity! Good, patient, devoted to the old man. A simple soul. But I would not
advise any of you to ask for her hand, for if she took yours into hers it would be only to
crush your bones. Ah! she does not jest on that subject. And she is the own daughter of
her father, the strong man who perished through his own strength: the strength of his
body, of his simplicity--of his love!"