And, look you, don't try setting him on me, for I have my sword and he is unarmed.

If need be a heretic may be killed at sight, you know, that is by one clothed with authority.

When the servant announces him go to the door and order that he is to be admitted," and picking up his plumed hat, which might have betrayed him, Montalvo stepped behind the arras.
For a moment Lysbeth stood thinking.

Alas! she could see no possible escape, she was in the toils, the rope was about her throat.

Either she must obey or, so she thought, she must give the man she loved to a dreadful death.