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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

empires, say that you forgive me all that I have done amiss, and in 

token, lift that veil of yours and kiss me on the lips." 

 

Betty heard this speech, whereof she only fully understood the end, and 

trembled. This was a trial that she had not foreseen. Yet it must be 

faced, for speak she dared not. Therefore, gathering up her courage, and 

remembering that the light was at her back, after a little pause, as 

though of modesty and reluctance, she raised the pearl-embroidered 

veil, and, bending forward beneath its shadow, suffered Morella to kiss 

her on the lips. 

 

It was over, the veil had fallen again, and the man suspected nothing. 

 

"I am a good artist," thought Inez to herself, "and that woman acts 

better than the wooden Peter. Scarcely could I have done it so 

well myself." 

 

Then, the jealousy and hate that she could not control glittering in her 

soft eyes, for she too had loved this man, and well, Inez lifted the 

golden cups that had been prepared, and, gliding forward, beautiful in 

her broidered, Eastern robe, fell upon her knee and held them to the 

bridegroom and the bride. Morella took that from her right hand, and 

Betty that from her left, nor, intoxicated as he was already with that 

first kiss of love, did he pause to note the evil purpose which was 

written on the face of his discarded slave. Betty, passing the cup 

beneath her veil, touched it with her lips and returned it to Inez; but 

Morella, exclaiming, "I drink to you, sweet bride, most fair and adored 

of women," drained his to the dregs, and cast it back to Inez as a gift 

in such fashion that the red wine which clung to its rim stained her 

white robes like a splash of blood. 

 

Humbly she bowed, humbly she gathered the precious vessel from the 

floor; but when she rose again there was triumph in her eyes--not hate. 

 

Now Morella took his bride's hand and, followed by his gentlemen and 

Inez, walked to the curtains that were drawn as they came into the great 

hall beyond, where had mustered all his household, perhaps a hundred of 

them. Between their bowing ranks they passed, a stately pair, and, 

whilst sweet voices sang behind some hidden screen, walked onward to the 

altar, where stood the waiting priest. They kneeled down upon the 

gold-embroidered cushions while the office of the Church was read over 

them. The ring was set upon Betty's hand--scarce, it would seem, could 

he find her finger--the man took the woman to wife, the woman took the 


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