THE HOLY HERMANDAD Down the long passages, through the great, fretted halls, across the cool marble courts, flitted Inez and Margaret.

It was like a dream.

They went through a room where women, idling or working at tapestries, looked at them curiously.

Margaret heard one of them say to another: "Why does the Dona Margaret's cousin leave her ?" And the answer, "Because she is in love with the marquis herself, and cannot bear to stay." "What a fool!" said the first woman.

"She is good looking, and would only have had to wait a few weeks." They passed an open door, that of Morella's own chambers.