I judge only of the cause ecclesiastic, and shall direct it to be so entered upon the records.

Of the execution of the sentence or the disposal of the property I wash my hands.

See you to it." "So spoke Pilate," broke in Cicely, lifting her head and looking him in the eyes.

Then she let it fall again, and was silent.
Now Emlyn opened her lips, and from them burst a fierce torrent of words.
"Do you know," she began, "who and what is this Spanish priest who sits to judge us of witchcraft?
Well, I will tell you.

Years ago he fled from Spain because of hideous crimes that he had committed there.