Then, suddenly, as if cold water had been dashed in his face, he remembered that an hour had not passed since he had held Dolores in his arms, swearing to do that of which he was now accused, and that her words only had held him back.

It all seemed monstrous now.

As she had said, it had been only a bad dream and he had wakened to himself again.
Yet the thought of rebellion had more than crossed his mind, for in a moment it had taken possession of him and had seemed to change all his nature from good to bad.

In his own eyes he was rebuked, and he did not answer at once.
"You have nothing to say!" exclaimed Philip scornfully.

"Is there any reason why I should not try you for high treason ?" Don John started at the words, but his anger was gone, and he thought only of Dolores' safety in the near future.
"Your Majesty is far too just to accuse an innocent man who has served you faithfully," he answered.
Philip stopped and looked at him curiously and long, trying to detect some sign of anxiety if not of fear.