Maria-Teresa's mother, the daughter of a big Liverpool shipowner, met the handsome Marquis de la Torre one summer when he was an attaché at the Peruvian legation in London. The following winter she went back to Peru with him. Inheriting a great deal of her father's business acumen, she made a great success of a guano concession which her husband had hitherto left unexploited.
At first the marquis protested vigorously that the wife of Christobal de la Torre should not work, but when he found that he could draw almost to any extent on an ever-replenishing exchequer, he forgave her for making him so wealthy. Yet on his wife's death did he find it surprising that Maria-Teresa should have inherited her abilities, and allowed the daughter to take over all the duties which had been the mother's.
"And where is your father, my dear?" asked Uncle Francis, still with a wary eye on his luggage.
"He did not expect to see you until to-morrow. They are going to give you such a reception! The whole Geographical Society is turning out in your honor."
When his luggage had been taken to the station, and he had personally supervised its registration for Lima, Uncle Francis at last consented
