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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

prepared and desire to meet all things as they come. You have sworn that 

oath, have you not? And you will keep it, will you not?" 

 

"Aye!" they answered with one breath. 

 

"Then prepare you to feel the weight of the first of those trials 

whereof it speaks, for I will no longer hold back the truth from you. 

Children, I, whom for all these years you have thought of your own 

faith, am a Jew as my forefathers were before me, back to the days 

of Abraham." 

 

The effect of this declaration upon its hearers was remarkable. Peter's 

jaw dropped, and for the second time that day his face went white; while 

Margaret sank down into a chair that stood near by, and stared at him 

helplessly. In those times it was a very terrible thing to be a Jew. 

Castell looked from one to the other, and, feeling the insult of their 

silence, grew angry. 

 

"What!" he exclaimed in a bitter voice, "are you like all the others? Do 

you scorn me also because I am of a race more ancient and honourable 

than those of any of your mushroom lords and kings? You know my life: 

say, what have I done wrong? Have I caught Christian children and 

crucified them to death? Have I defrauded my neighbour or oppressed the 

poor? Have I mocked your symbol of the Host? Have I conspired against 

the rulers of this land? Have I been a false friend or a cruel father? 

You shake your heads; then why do you stare at me as though I were a 

thing accursed and unclean? Have I not a right to the faith of my 

fathers? May I not worship God in my own fashion?" And he looked at 

Peter, a challenge in his eyes. "Sir," answered Peter, "without a 

doubt you may, or so it seems to me. But then, why for all these years 

have you appeared to worship Him in ours?" 

 

At this blunt question, so characteristic of the speaker, Castell seemed 

to shrink like a pin-pricked bladder, or some bold fighter who has 

suddenly received a sword-thrust in his vitals. All courage went out of 

the man, his fiery eyes grew tame, he appeared to become visibly 

smaller, and to put on something of the air of those mendicants of his 

own race, who whine out their woes and beg alms of the passer-by. When 

next he spoke, it was as a suppliant for merciful judgment at the hands 

of his own child and her lover. 

 

"Judge me not harshly," he said. "Think what it is to be a Jew--an 

outcast, a thing that the lowest may spurn and spit at, one beyond the 

law, one who can be hunted from land to land like a mad wolf, and 

tortured to death, when caught, for the sport of gentle Christians, who 


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