"It is a great Age!" he said and returned to his reading.
When we had finished dinner, we paid the tall, gaunt woman and leaving the robbers, if robbers they were, still at table, went out into the street.

Here the friars, the alcalde and the lawyer moved in the direction of the small, staring white and ruined mosque that was to be transformed into the church of San Jago the Deliverer.

That was the one thing of which the friars had spoken.

A long bench ran by inn wall and here the shipmaster took his seat and began to discourse with those already there.

Book under arm, the student moved dreamily down the opposite lane.