27/61 "You look like yourself, dear mother," he said. He would have brought it, but there are a few wounded men to look after; and also I can ride quicker. Antonia, cheer up my dear!--and Isabel, little darling, you will not need to cry any more for your ribbons, and mantillas, and pretty dresses." "Thomas! You have not much feeling, I think. What I want to know about, is Luis. |