You see our father will be on duty and cannot come up." Dolores' hand trembled violently.
"He swore to me that he would kill Don John if he came here," she whispered.

"He will do it, if it costs his own life! You must find him again--go quickly, dear, for the love of Heaven!" Her anxiety increased.
"Go--go, darling--do not lose a moment--he may come sooner--save him, save him!" "I cannot go," answered Inez, in terror, as she understood the situation.

"I had hidden myself, and I am locked in with you.

He called me, but I kept quiet, for I knew he would not let me stay." She buried her face in her hands and sobbed aloud in an agony of fear.
Dolores' lips were white, and she steadied herself against a chair.
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