She said that she had hidden in the gallery.
"Our father must have come in some time after the King," she said, in broken sentences, and almost choking.

"Suddenly the music stopped.

I could hear every word.

He said that he had done it,--that he had murdered Don John,--and then I ran here, for I was afraid he had killed you, too." "Would God he had!" cried Dolores.

"Would to Heaven that I were dead beside the man I love!" "And I!" moaned Inez pitifully, and she began to sob wildly, as Dolores had sobbed at first.
But Dolores was silent now, as if she had shed all her tears at once, and had none left.