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HOW PETER MET THE SPANIARD
JOHN CASTELL
PETER GATHERS VIOLETS
LOVERS DEAR
CASTELL'S SECRET
FAREWELL
NEWS FROM SPAIN
D'AGUILAR SPEAKS
THE SNARE
THE CHASE
THE MEETING ON THE SEA
FATHER HENRIQUES
THE ADVENTURE OF THE INN
INEZ AND HER GARDEN
PETER PLAYS A PART
BETTY SHOWS HER TEETH
THE PLOT
THE HOLY HERMANDAD
BETTY PAYS HER DEBTS
ISABELLA OF SPAIN
BETTY STATES HER CASE
THE DOOM OF JOHN CASTELL
FATHER HENRIQUES AND THE BAKER'S OVEN
THE FALCON STOOPS
HOW THE _MARGARET_ WON OUT TO SEA
ENVOI

not explain, though Peter guessed that it might be lest the marquis 

should learn from them that this priest, his chaplain, had been 

plundering the ship which he thought sunk, and possessing himself of his 

jewels. At length, seeing that the man meant mischief and would stop 

them in some fashion if they delayed, they bade him farewell hastily, 

and, pushing past him, mounted the mules that stood outside and rode 

away with their guide. 

 

As they went they heard the priest, who now was in a rage, abusing the 

barber who had sold them the beasts, and caught the words "Spies," 

"English senoras," and "Commands of the Marquis," so that they were glad 

when at length they found themselves outside the town, where as yet few 

were stirring, and riding unmolested on the road to Granada. 

 

This road proved to be no good one, and very hilly; moreover, the mules 

were even worse than they had thought, that which Peter rode stumbling 

continually. Now they asked the youth, their guide, how long it would 

take them to reach Granada; but all he answered them was: 

 

"_Quien sabe_?" (Who knows?) "It depends upon the will of God." 

 

An hour later they asked him again, whereon he replied: 

 

Perhaps to-night, perhaps to-morrow, perhaps never, as there were many 

thieves about, and if they escaped the thieves they would probably be 

captured by the Moors. 

 

"I think there is one thief very near to us," said Peter in English, 

looking at this ill-favoured young man, then added in his broken 

Spanish, "Friend, if we fall in with robbers or Moors, the first one who 

dies will be yourself," and he tapped the hilt of his sword. 

 

The lad uttered a Spanish curse, and turned the head of his pony round 

as though he would ride back to Motril, then changed his mind and pushed 

on a long way in front of them, nor could they come near him again for 

hours. So hard was the road and so feeble were the mules that, 

notwithstanding a midday halt to rest them, it was nightfall before they 

reached the top of the Sierra, and in the last sunset glow, separated 

from them by the rich _vega_ or plain, saw the minarets and palaces of 

Granada. Now they wished to push on, but their guide swore that it was 

impossible, as in the dark they would fall over precipices while 

descending to the plain. There was a _venta_ or inn near by, he said, 

where they could sleep, starting again at dawn. 

 

When Castell said that they did not wish to go to an inn, he answered 


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