Fat, awkward and unkempt, he stood holding to the back of his chair and swaying slightly from side to side.

Next to him was a dandified appearing man who was very slight and thin of form but affected the dress and manners of extreme youth.

Ferralti whispered to Uncle John that this was the doctor.
The table dropped a step in heighth from these places, and the balance of its length was occupied by several stalwart Sicilians, clothed in ordinary peasant costume, and a few silent, heavy-featured women.

Tato was not present.
"Signori," said the Duke to the Americans, "allow me to present you to my mother, the head of our illustrious family; one who is known, admired and feared throughout Sicily as her Excellenza la Duchessa d'Alcanta." With the words the Duke bowed low to the old woman.

Uncle John and Ferralti also bowed low.