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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

CHAPTER II 

 

JOHN CASTELL

 

 

When the king was gone, Peter turned to those men who had stood by him 

and thanked them very heartily. Then he said to Margaret: 

 

"Come, Cousin, that is over for this time, and you have had your wish 

and seen his Grace. Now, the sooner you are safe at home, the better I 

shall be pleased." 

 

"Certainly," she replied. "I have seen more than I desire to see again. 

But before we go let us thank this Spanish senor----" and she paused. 

 

"D'Aguilar, Lady, or at least that name will serve," said the Spaniard 

in his cultured voice, bowing low before her, his eyes fixed all the 

while upon her beautiful face. 

 

"Senor d'Aguilar, I thank you, and so does my cousin, Peter Brome, whose 

life perhaps you saved--don't you, Peter? Oh! and so will my father." 

 

"Yes," answered Peter somewhat sulkily, "I thank him very much; though 

as for my life, I trusted to my own arm and to those of my friends 

there. Good night, Sir." 

 

"I fear, Senor," answered d'Aguilar with a smile, "that we cannot part 

just yet. You forget, I have become bond for you, and must therefore 

accompany you to where you live, that I may certify the place. Also, 

perhaps, it is safest, for these countrymen of mine are revengeful, and, 

were I not with you, might waylay you." 

 

Now, seeing from his face that Peter was still bent upon declining this 

escort, Margaret interposed quickly. 

 

"Yes, that is wisest, also my father would wish it. Senor, I will show 

you the way," and, accompanied by d'Aguilar, who gallantly offered her 

his arm, she stepped forward briskly, leaving Peter to follow with her 

cousin Betty. 

 

Thus they walked in the twilight across the fields and through the 

narrow streets beyond that lay between Westminster and Holborn. In front 

tripped Margaret beside her stately cavalier, with whom she was soon 

talking fast enough in Spanish, a tongue which, for reasons that shall 

be explained, she knew well, while behind, the Scotchman's sword still 

in his hand, and the handsome Betty on his arm, came Peter Brome in the 

worst of humours. 

 

John Castell lived in a large, rambling, many-gabled, house, just off 

the main thoroughfare of Holborn, that had at the back of it a garden 

surrounded by a high wall. Of this ancient place the front part served 

as a shop, a store for merchandise, and an office, for Castell was a 

very wealthy trader--how wealthy none quite knew--who exported woollen 

and other goods to Spain under the royal licence, bringing thence in his 


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