The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1907-08-18

from Spain unframed, nor shall any fresf
charge be brought against them in any
court OF the realm, nor shall they he per
secuted or prooeeded against in any Other
realm or on the high seas a. our Instance
or that OF our officers. Let my words bs
written down and one o p Of them signed
and fled and another copy given TO the
Doba Margaret"
Your Majesty" said CasteIl. Il thank
you, and now II die | must l shall die happy
Yet l make bold to tell you that had you
not spoken them IL was my purpose 70
kill myself. here before your eyes, since
that Is n sin for which none can be asked
TO suffer save the sinner. Also, l say that
this Inquisition which you have set up
shall eat out the heart of Spain and bring
her greatness to the dust OF death. The
torture and the misery Of those Jews. than
whom you have no better or more faithful
subjects, shall be avenged on tho heads Of
your children's children for so long as their
blood enduree."
He finished speaking and, while some-
thing that sounded like a gasp Of fear arose
from that crowded court as the meaning
OF his bold words came home to his auditors,
the crowd behind him separated and there
appeared, walking two by two. q nle OF
masked and hooded monks and a guard
OF soldiers. all OF whom doubtless we're in
waiting. They came 10 John CastelI,
they touched him on the shoulder. they
closed around him. hiding him a. it we're
from tho world, and in the midst OF them he
vanished away.
the Aloasar at Seville always remained
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wonderful. Within the space Of q few
acquitted. He had seen Betty transformed
from q humble companion into a magniH-
cent and glittering Warehouses a. q
chrysalis 10 transformed into a butterfly,
urge her strange suit against the husband
who had tricked her, and whom she had
tricked, and, for the while at any rate,
more than hold her own, thanks to her
ready wit and strength Of character.
As her champion and that Of Margaret
he had challenged Morella to single combat.
and when his defiance was refused on the
ground Of his lack Of rank by the favor OF
the great Isabella, who wished to use him
as her instrument, doubtless because Of
those secret ambitions OF Morella which
Margaret had revealed to her, he had been
suddenly advanced to the high station Of .
Knight Of the Order OF st. James Of Spain,
to which, although he cared little for it,
otherwise he might vainly hav striven to
come. More, and better far, the desire Of
his heart would at length be attained, for
now It would be granted to him to meet his
enemy, the man whom he hated with just
cause, upon a fair field, without favor shown
to one or the other, and to fght to the death.
He had been promised further that within
some few days Margaret should be given
to him as wife, although 1t well might be
that she would keep the name but for a
single hour, and that until then they both
should dwell safe from MoreIla's violence
and treachery; also that. whatever Glanced,
no suit should lie against them in any land
for aught they had done in Spain.
Lastly, when all seemed safe but for that
chance Of wal whereof, having been bred
to such things, he took but little count;
when his cup, emptied at length Of mire
and sand, was trimming full with the good
red wine Of battle and Of love. when IL was
at his very lips. indeed, Fate had turned It
to poison and TO gall. Castell, his brides
father and the man he loved, had been
hailed to the vaults Of the Inquisition, whence
he would come forth but once moro, dressed
in a yellow robe, relaxed Il the civil ARM
70 perish In the fires Of the.Quemadero, the
place Of burning Of heretics
What would his conquest ovsr Morella
avail il Heaven should give him power to
conquer? What kind Of a bridal would
that be that was sealed and consecrated
by the death Of the brides father In the
~torturing fires Of the Inquisition2 How
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Of that sacrifice out Of their nostrils7 Castell
was a brave man; no toments would make
him reoant. 1t was doubtful ever IL no
would be at the pains to deny his faith, he
who had only been baptized a Christian by
his father for the sake Of policy and suffered
the fraud TO continue for tho purposes Of
his business. and that he might win and
keep a Christian wife. No, Castell VA
doomed, and he could nc moro him than .
love can protect its nest from q pair Of
hungry peregrines.
Oh, that last scene Never could Peter
forget It while he lived-the vast, fretted
hall with its painted arches and marble
columns; the rays Of the afternoon sun
piercing the window places inc streaming
like blood over the black robes Of the monks
as with their prey they vanished back into
the arcade where they had lurked; Mar
garet's wild cry and ashen face as her
father was torn away from her and she
sank f~ainting upon Betty's bejewelled
bosom; the cruel sheer on Morella's lips. the
Kings hard smile. the pity in tho Queens
eyes, the excited murmurings of the crowd.
the quick. brief comments Of the lawyers,
the scratching Of the clerks dull quill as,
careless OF everything save his work, he
recorded the various DEGREES. and above Il
all as it were. upright. defiant, unmoved,
Castell. surrounded by the ministers Of
death, vanishing into the blackness OF the
arcade. into the jaws Of the tomb.
CHAPTER XIII.
FATBER H~ENRTQUEs AND THE BAKERs OVEN.
A week had gone by. Margaret vas in
the palace, where Peter had been to see her
twice, and found her brokenhearted. Even
the fact hat they we're TO be we'd upon the
following Saturday, the day fixed also for
the combat between Peter n Morella,
brought her no joy or consolation. For on
the next day, the Sunday, there was to be
an -act OF faith, an auto da ID in Seville,
when wicked heretics, such as Jews. Moors