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But I would none Of 1t who thought OF
my English Lily by day and night.
CHAPTER VII.
THE SECOND MEETING.

ployed thus T had forgotten the object OF
nv coming to Spain-namely, to avengo
nv mothers murder on the person OF
Juan de Garcia. But this was not SO. So
soon as I was settled in the house of An
dres do Fonseca set myself to make IN
qutries as to De Garcia's whereabouts with
all possible diligence, but without result.
Indeed when 1 came to consider the INIT
ter coolly it seemed that had but slen-
der chance Of finding him in this city. He
had indeed given it out in Yarmouth that
he was bound for Seville, but no ship bear-
ing the same name as his had put IN at
Cadiz or sailed up the Guadalquivir, nor
was it likely, having committed murder
in England, that he would speak the truth
as to his destination. Still searched on.
The house where my mother and grand
| mother had lived was burned down, and
as their mode of life had been retired after
more than 90 years of change few even re-
membered their existence Indeed I only
discovered one, an old woman whom L
found living In extreme poverty, and who
once had been my grandmother servant
and knew my mother well, although she
was not in the house at the time of her
flight to England. From this woman 1
gathered some information, though, need
less to say, I did not tell her that was tho
grandson of her old mistress
It seemed that after my mother fled to
England with my father De Garcia perse-
euted my grandmother and his aunt with
lawsuits and by other means till at last
she was reduced to beggary, in which con-
dition the villain left her to die So poor
was she indeed that she was buried in o
public grave. After that the old woman,
my informant, said she had heard that De
Garcia had committed some crime and
been forced to flee the country. What tho
crime was she could not remember, but 1t
had happened about 10 years ago.
All this learned when I had been about
three months in Seville, and though 1t was
Of interest it did not advance mo In my
search.
Some four or five nights afterward, as
entered my employers house, met q young
woman coming out Of the doorway Of the
patio She was thickly yelled, and my no.
tice was drawn to her by her tall and beau
tiful figure and because she was weeping
SO violently that her body shook with her
sobs. I was already we'll accustomed to
such sights, for many of those who sought
my masters counsel had good cause to
weep, and I passed her without remark.
But when Twas como into the room where
he received his patients mentioned that l
had met such person and asked If 1t was
any one whom knew.
"Ah, nephew" said Fonseca, who al
ways called mo thus by now, and indeed
began to treat mo with Us much affection
as though I were really Of his blood, "a
sad case, but you do not know her, and she
is no paying patient A poor girl OF no
BILE birth who had entered religion and
taken her VOWS, when gallant appears,
meets her secretly in the convent garden,
promises to marry her if she will fly with
him, indeed docs go through some mum
merry of marriage with hcr-so she says
and the rest of it. Now he has deserted
her, and she is in trouble, and, what is
more, should the priests catch her, likely
to learn what it feels like to die by inches
in Il convent wall. She camc to me for
counsel and brought somo silver ornaments
as the fee. Here they arc.
"You took them?"
"Yes, took them-I always take fec
tut gave her back their weight in gold.
What is moro, told her where she might
hide from the priests till the hunt is done
with. What did not like to tell her Is
that her lover is tho greatest villain who
ever trod the streets of Seville. What was
the goodP She will see little moro of him. "
And now must tell how met my
cousin and my enemy, De Garcia, for tho
second time. Two days after my meeting
with the yelled lady 1t CHANGED that I was
wandering toward midnight through o
lonely part Of the old city little frequented
by passersby. 1t was scarcely safe to be
thus alone in such place and hour, but
the business with which had been charg-
ed by my master was one that must be
| carried out unattended; also I had no
enemies whom 7 knew Of and was armed
with the very sword that I had taken from
| De Garcia in the lane at Buckingham, the
sword that had slain my mother, and
which I bore in the hope that 1t might
serve to avenge her. In the use Of this
weapon had grown expert enough by
now, for every morning I took lessons In
the art of fence.
Ny business being done, I was walking
slowly homeward, and as went fell to
thinking of the strangeness of my present
life, and of how far 1t differed from my
boyhood in the valley of Waveney, and of
many other things. And then thought
of Lily and wondered how hor days pass
ed and If my brother Godfrey prosecuted
her to marry him, and whether or no she
would resist his opportunities and her IA
ther's. And so a5 I walked musingI 1 came
to water gate that opened on to tho Quad
alquivir, and leaning upon the coping OF
low wall rested there idly to consider
tho beauty Of the night. In truth, it was o
lovely night for across all these years l
remember it. Let those who have seen it
say If they know any prospect more beau
tiful than the sight Of the August moon
shining on the broad waters Of the Quad
| alquivir and the clustering habitations OF
the ancient city.
Now, as 7 leaned upon the wall and look
ed, I saw o man pass up tho steps beside
me and go into the shadow Of the street
I took no note Of him till presently I heard
q murmur of distant voices, and turning
my head I discovered that the man was In
conversation with woman whom he had
met at tho head Of the path that ran down
to the water gate. Doubtless it was low
ers' meeting, and since such sights arc OF
interest to all, and more especially to the
young, I watched the pair. Soon learned
that there was little Of Tenderness in this
tryst, at least on the part Of the gallant,
who drew continually backward toward
me as though he would seek the boat by
which doubtless he had come, and mar
veled at this, for the moonlight shone
upon the woman 8 face, and even at that
distance I could see that it was very fair.
Tho mans face I could not see, however,
since his back was toward me for the most
part. Moreover, he wore large sombrero
that shaded it. Now they came nearer to
me, the man always drawing backward
and the woman always following till at
length they were within earshot The
woman was pleading with the man.
"Surely you will not desert me" sho
said, latter marrying me and all that you
have sworn; you will not have the heart
to desert me. abandoned everything for
you. am in great danger. I'-and hero