I have been warned that a difficulty has arisen, about which I need not trouble you.

Doubtless you will hear of it soon enough, and though it is not true, I must leave Leyden until the thing blows over.

In fact I am going now." "You are about to desert me," she answered; "having got all my money, I say that you are going to desert me who am--thus! I see it in your face." Montalvo turned away and pretended not to hear.
"Well, thank God for it," Lysbeth added, "only I wish that you could take your memory and everything else of yours with you." As these bitter words passed her lips the door opened, and there entered one of his own subalterns, followed by four soldiers and a man in a lawyer's robe.
"What is this ?" asked Montalvo furiously.
The subaltern saluted as he entered: "My captain, forgive me, but I act under orders, and they are to arrest you alive, or," he added significantly, "dead." "Upon what charge ?" asked Montalvo.
"Here, notary, you had best read the charge," said the subaltern, "but perhaps the lady would like to retire first," he added awkwardly.
"No," answered Lysbeth, "it might concern me." "Alas! Senora, I fear it does," put in the notary.

Then he began to read the document, which was long and legal.

But she was quick to understand.
Before ever it was done Lysbeth knew that she was not the lawful wife of Count Juan de Montalvo, and that he was to be put upon his trial for his betrayal of her and the trick he had played the Church.