Indeed he gave me little time for doubt.
"This is your chair, Gates, and you will find we live well aboard the _Namur_--wine, women and song--hey, Manuel! Why not, when all are at command?
Steward, you told the lady what my orders were ?" "Si, Senor." "Then bid her join us." We stood in silence, as Gunsaules crossed the deck, and inserted a key in the afterstateroom door.

Manuel was grinning in full enjoyment, but the expression on the face of Estada was that of grim cruelty.
Evidently he expected a scene, an outburst of resentment, pleading and tears, and was ready enough to exercise his authority.

Perhaps he meant all this as a lesson to me; perhaps it was no more than a natural exhibition of his nature.

Yet his purpose to conquer was clearly depicted in his features---this woman would be made to obey, or else ruthlessly crushed.

I felt my hands grip like iron on my chair back and my teeth clinch in restraint.