I could not help wondering whether she
might not have exercised it on Don Luis, perhaps was using it in
some way to influence Whitney. Was that the reason why the
Senorita so evidently feared her?
Fortunately, from our vantage point, we could see without being in
any danger of being seen.
"There's Whitney," I heard Craig mutter under his breath.
I looked up and saw the promoter enter from his car. At almost the
same instant the roving eyes of the Senora seemed to catch sight
of him. He came over and spoke to the de Moches, standing with
them several minutes. I fancied that not for an instant did she
allow the gaze of any one else to distract her in the projection
of whatever weird ocular power nature had endowed her with. If it
were a battle of eyes, I recollected the strange look that I had
noted about those of both Whitney and Lockwood. That, however, was
different from the impression one got of the Senora's. I felt that
she would have to be pretty clever to match the subtlety of
Whitney.
Whatever it was they were talking about, one could see that
Whitney and Senora de Moche were on very familiar terms. At the
same time, young de Moche appeared to be ill at ease. Perhaps he
did not approve of the intimacy with Whitney.
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