Retire!" "Father," said the prince,--in a tone into which, despite his awe of that terrible man, THE FIRST GRAND INQUISITOR OF SPAIN, his libertine spirit involuntarily forced itself, in a half latent raillery,--"sorcery of eyes like those bewitched the wise son of a more pious sire than even Ferdinand of Arragon." "He blasphemes!" muttered the monk.

"Prince, beware! you know not what you do." The prince lingered, and then, as if aware that he must yield, gathered his cloak round him, and left the tent without reply.
Pale and trembling,--with fears no less felt, perhaps, though more vague and perplexed, than those from which she had just been delivered,--Leila stood before the monk.
"Be seated, daughter of the faithless," said Torquemada, "we would converse with thee: and, as thou valuest--I say not thy soul, for, alas! of that precious treasure thou art not conscious--but mark me, woman! as thou prizest the safety of those delicate limbs, and that wanton beauty, answer truly what I shall ask thee.

The man who brought thee hither--is he, in truth, thy father ?" "Alas!" answered Leila, almost fainting with terror at this rude and menacing address, "he is, in truth, mine only parent." "And his faith--his religion ?" "I have never beheld him pray." "Hem! he never prays--a noticeable fact.

But of what sect, what creed, does he profess himself ?" "I cannot answer thee." "Nay, there be means that may wring from thee an answer.

Maiden, be not so stubborn; speak! thinkest thou he serves the temple of the Mohammedan ?" "No! oh, no!" answered poor Leila, eagerly, deeming that her reply, in this, at least, would be acceptable.