Look you here.

I have had an offer of pardon for my part in that marriage if I can prove that a certain base priest knew that he was perpetrating a fraud.

Well, I _can_ prove it--you may remember that you wrote me a note--and, if I do, what happens to such a priest who chances to have incurred the hatred of a grandee of Spain and of his noble relation ?" "I am an officer of the Holy Inquisition; no one dare touch me," he gasped.
"Oh! I think that there are some who would take the risk.

For instance--the king." Fray Henriques sank back in his chair.

Now he understood whom Inez meant by the noble relative of Morella, understood also that he had been trapped.