Then setting up her easel, she sorted out her paints.

The villa of
the Marques, Las Jacarandas, was a twin-belfreyed, white-
porticoed building with a terrace of white columns and an
entrance porch where trellises of vines gave shade from the
ferceness of the sun ehind the big white villa were other
buildings including stables all of which were set in magnifcent
grounds of statuary and fountains and rolling green lawns in
between shrubbery and magnifcent trees. which !osita insisted
upon her wearing and made for the hills.
"t last they climbed to a grassy hollow where the #panish villa
of the Marques was clearly visible in its entirety. $ere, Joanna
dismounted and put the pony out to grass. The beauty of it all
caught at Joanna%s throat asclad in blue denim shorts and a
sleeveless top, she wal&ed on to the terrace on long golden
legs to sha&e bac& a sil&y curtain of brown hair and lift her face
to the sun. The casual, graceful gesture gave the falling line of
her profle a swift, vivid loveliness.