“I suppose, Gustavo, you can find them something to eat even if they did come two days before they were expected?”
The two turned toward the arbor, but Constance paused for a moment and glanced back with a shade of mischief in her eye.
“By the way, Gustavo, that young man who taught the parrot English has gone?”
Gustavo rolled his eyes to the sky and back to her face. She understood nothing; was there ever a muddle like this?
“Si, signorina,” he murmured confusedly, “ze yong man is gone.”
Nannie caught sight of the visitors first, and with a start which nearly upset the tea table, came running forward to meet them; while her aunt, Mrs. Eustace, followed more placidly. Nannie was a big wholesome outdoor girl of a purely American type. She waited for no greetings; she had news to impart.
“Nannie caught sight of the visitors first, and came running forward to meet them”
“Constance, Miss Hazel! I’m so glad to see you—what do you think? I’m engaged!”