He was a most observant boy, as we have seen before in these pages,
but not one to manifest all of his observations or thoughts. He
seemed to, and doubtless did, actually understand Isabella's heart
better than she did herself, and a close observer would have noted
well the various emotions that his expressive countenance exhibited,
while he gazed thus intently at his dearly loved sister. Ruez was a
strange boy; he had few friends; but those few he loved with all his
heart. His father, sister, and Lorenzo Bezan, shared his entire
affection. His inclinations led him to associate but little with
those of his own age; he was thoughtful, and even at that age, a day
dreamer. He loved to be alone; oftentimes for hours he was thus-at
times gazing off upon the sea, and at others, gazing upon vacancy,
while his thoughts would seem to have run away with him, mentally
and physically. These peculiarities probably arose from his
uncommonly sensitive disposition, and formed a sort of chrysalis
state, from which he was yet to emerge into manliness.
Kissing her cheek, and rousing her from the waking dream that
possessed her now, Ruez turned away and left her to herself and the
thoughts his words had aroused.
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