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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

two, for she has a very warm heart, and longed to see you all. Also, she 

thought she had better go away a while, for her son's sake. As for me, 

now that Morella is dead, I am head of the household--secretary, general 

purveyor of intelligence, and anything else you like at a good salary." 

 

"You are not married, I suppose?" asked Peter. 

 

"No," Inez answered; "I saw so much of men when I was younger that I 

seem to have had enough of them. Or perhaps," she went on, fixing that 

mild and lustrous eye upon him, "there was one of them whom I liked too 

well to wish----" 

 

She paused, for they had crossed the drawbridge and arrived opposite to 

the Old Hall. The gorgeous Betty and the fair Margaret, accompanied by 

the others, and talking rapidly, had passed through the wide doorway 

into its spacious vestibule. Inez looked after them, and perceived, 

standing like a guard at the foot of the open stair, that scarred suit 

of white armour and riven shield blazoned with the golden falcon, 

Isabella's gift, in which Peter had fought and conquered the Marquis of 

Morella. Then she stepped back and contemplated the house critically. 

 

At each end of it rose a stone tower, built for the purposes of defence, 

and all around ran a deep moat. Within the circle of this moat, and 

surrounded by poplars and ancient yews, on the south side of the Hall 

lay a walled pleasaunce, or garden, of turf pierced by paths and planted 

with flowering hawthorns and other shrubs, and at the end of it, almost 

hidden in drooping willows, a stone basin of water. Looking at it, Inez 

saw at once that so far as the circumstances of climate and situation 

would allow, Peter, in the laying out of this place, had copied another 

in the far-off, southern city of Granada, even down to the details of 

the steps and seats. She turned to him and said innocently: 

 

"Sir Peter, are you minded to walk with me in that garden this pleasant 

evening? I do not see any window in yonder tower." 

 

Peter turned red as the scar across his face, and laughed as he 

answered: 

 

"There may be one for all that. Get you into the house, dear Inez, for 

none can be more welcome there; but I walk no more alone with you 

in gardens." 

 

THE END 


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