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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

burden, lifted its head and brayed loudly. 

 

Men from the thin line of crowd that edged the quay came forward as 

though to help, and among them were several in capes, such as were worn 

by the sailors of the _Margaret_. The officers and grandees behind 

shouted, "Forward!--forward!" whereon those attending to the ass hustled 

it and its rider a little nearer to the water's edge, while the guards 

ran back to explain what had happened. Then suddenly a confusion arose, 

of which it was impossible to distinguish the cause, and next instant 

Margaret and Peter, still gripping each other, saw the man who had been 

seated on the ass being dragged rapidly down the steps of the quay, at 

the foot of which lay the boat of the _Margaret_. 

 

The mate at the helm saw also, for he blew his whistle, a sign at which 

the anchor was slipped--there was no time to lift it--and men who were 

waiting on the yards loosed the lashings of certain sails, so that 

almost immediately the ship began to move. 

 

Now they were fighting on the quay. The heretic was in the boat, and 

most of the sailors; but others held back the crowd of priests and armed 

familiars who strove to get at him. One, a priest with a sword in his 

hand, slipped past them and tumbled into the boat also. At last all were 

in save a single man, who was attacked by three adversaries--John Smith, 

the captain. The oars were out, but his mates waited for him. He struck 

with his sword, and some one fell. Then he turned to run. Two masked 

familiars sprang at him, one landing on his back, one clinging to his 

neck. With a desperate effort he cast himself into the water, dragging 

them with him. One they saw no more, for Smith had stabbed him, the 

other floated up near the boat, which already was some yards from the 

quay, and a sailor battered him on the head with an oar, so that 

he sank. 

 

Smith had vanished also, and they thought he must be drowned. The 

sailors thought it too, for they began to give way, when suddenly a 

great brown hand appeared and clasped the stern-sheets, while a 

bull-voice roared: 

 

"Row on, lads, I'm right enough." 

 

Row they did indeed, till the ashen oars bent like bows, only two of 

them seized the officer who had sprung into the boat and flung him 

screaming into the river, where he struggled a while, for he could not 

swim, gripping at the air with his hands, then disappeared. The boat was 

in mid-stream now, and shaping her course round the bow of the first 


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