He had spoken earnestly, mildly: his look was not, indeed, that of a lover beholding his mistress, but it was that of a pastor recalling his wandering sheep--or better, of a guardian angel watching the soul for which he is responsible.
No ofrecía, ciertamente, el aspecto de un enamorado acariciando a su amada, sino de un pastor guiando a una oveja descarriada o de un ángel de la guarda custodiando el alma que está a su cargo.