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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

seem to be married, never shall you be a husband to me." 

 

"That seems hard," replied Peter, shaking his head mournfully, "since it 

was not I who gave him over to these devils, and probably the end of it 

would be that I should share his fate. Still, I will do what a man can." 

 

"No, no," she cried in despair; "do nothing that will bring you into 

danger." But he had gone without waiting for her answer. 

 

It was night, and Peter sat in a secret room in a certain baker's shop 

in Seville. There were present there besides himself the Fray 

Henriques--now a secretary to the Holy Inquisition, but disguised as a 

layman--the woman Inez, the agent Bernaldez, and the old Jew, Israel 

of Granada. 

 

"I have brought him here, never mind how," Inez was saying, pointing to 

Henriques. "A risky and disagreeable business enough. And now what is 

the use of it?" 

 

"No use at all," answered the Fray coolly, "except to me who pocket my 

ten gold pieces." 

 

"A thousand doubloons if our friend escapes safe and sound," put in the 

old Jew Israel. "God in Heaven! think of it, a thousand doubloons." 

 

The secretary's eyes gleamed hungrily. 

 

"I could do with them well enough," he answered, "and hell could spare 

one filthy Jew for ten years or so, but I see no way. What I do see, is 

that probably all of you will join him. It is a great crime to try to 

tamper with a servant of the Holy Office." 

 

Bernaldez turned white, and the old Jew bit his nails; but Inez tapped 

the priest upon the shoulder. 

 

"Are you thinking of betraying us?" she asked in her gentle voice. 

"Look here, friend, I have some knowledge of poisons, and I swear to you 

that if you attempt it, you shall die within a week, tied in a double 

knot, and never know whence the dose came. Or I can bewitch you, I, who 

have not lived a dozen years among the Moors for nothing, so that your 

head swells and your body wastes, and you utter blasphemies, not 

knowing what you say, until for very shame's sake they toast you among 

the faggots also." 

 

"Bewitch me!" answered Henriques with a shiver. "You have done that 

already, or I should not be here." 

 

"Then, if you do not wish to be in another place before your time," went 

on Inez, still tapping his shoulder gently, "think, think! and find a 

way, worthy servant of the Holy Office." 

 

"A thousand doubloons!--a thousand gold doubloons!" croaked old Israel, 

"or if you fail, sooner or later, this month or next, this year or next, 


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