Why not again?
He would turn Inez and those others adrift--at any rate, for a while--and make her mistress of his palace there in Granada.

Instantly, as is often the fashion of those who have Eastern blood in their veins, d'Aguilar had made up his mind, yes, before he left her father's table on the previous night.

He would marry Margaret and no other woman.
Yet at once he had seen many difficulties in his path.

To begin with, he mistrusted him of Peter, that strong, quiet man who could kill a great armed knave with his stick, and at a word call half London to his side.
Peter, he was sure, being human, must be in love with Margaret, and he was a rival to be feared.

Well, if Margaret had no thoughts of Peter, this mattered nothing, and if she had--and what were they doing together in the garden that morning ?--Peter must be got rid of, that was all.