When love was his song an inconvenient instinct was apt to assure the lady immediately concerned that it was love of self and not of her.

They were all more or less mistaken, but, as usual, the women went nearest to the mark.

Montalvo's real aim was self, but he spelt it, Money.

Money in large sums was what he wanted, and what in this way or that he meant to win.
Now even in the sixteenth century fortunes did not lie to the hand of every adventurer.

Military pay was small, and not easily recoverable; loot was hard to come by, and quickly spent.