No one knows, or values thy sterling piety half so tenderly and reverentially as I do.

But this is no common case.

Were Marie one of those base and grovelling wretches, those accursed unbelievers, who taint our fair realm with their abhorred rites--think of nothing but gold and usury, and how best to cheat their fellows; hating us almost as intensely as we hate them--why, she should abide by the fate she has drawn upon herself.

But the wife of my noble Morales, one who has associated so long with zealous Catholics, that she is already most probably one of us, and only avowed her descent from some mysterious cause--by St.
Francis, she shall be saved!" "But how ?" inquired Isabella anxiously.

"Wouldst thou deny her faith to Father Francis, and persuade him she has spoken falsely ?" The King shook his head.