In his present mood, Philip, if he lost his temper altogether, would perhaps be capable of placing Don John under arrest.

He was all powerful, he hated his brother, and he was very angry.

His last words had been a menace, or had sounded like one, and another word, when Mendoza returned, could put the threat into execution.

Don John reflected, if such thought could be called reflection, upon the situation that must ensue, and upon the probable fate of the woman he loved.

He wondered whether she were still in the room, for hearing that the door was to be opened, she might have thought it best to escape at once, while her father was absent from the terrace on his errand.