"Mr. Kirkby is to take me up to London in a few days. There is to be a consultation and perhaps a slight operation."
"We shall all pray hard that it will be a successful one. You will come back to us after it is over, I hope."
"If the doctors will let me, I shall be only too glad to do so. There are no words to tell of my appreciation of this haven of rest."
Eleanor moved off, but Terrence called her back. "Would you mind describing Miss Beltrán to me. We have become such good friends that I should like to visualize her better. She is young?"
"Oh, yes, not more than twenty-one or two at the most."
"And has fair hair, which she wears simply in smooth bands?"
"Oh, no, that is an entirely wrong impression. Her hair is quite dark and curly. Her eyes are dark, too."
"Her nose and mouth?"
"She has a nice straight nose, but her mouth is her least good feature. It isn't bad, you know, but it is rather large and just a trifle more prominent than one would choose for perfection, not at all like her mother's, so it must be like her Spanish father's."
"She is slender?"