The corporal crossed his halberd in salute, but Don John stopped him, for he understood at once that a sentry had been set at his door.
"I want no guard," he said.

"Take the man away." "The General ordered it, your Highness," answered the man, respectfully.
"Request your captain to report to the General that I particularly desire no sentinel at my door.

I have no possessions to guard except my reputation, and I can take care of that myself." He laughed good-naturedly.
The corporal grinned--he was a very dark, broad-faced man, with high cheek bones, and ears that stuck out.

He faced about with his three soldiers, and followed Don John to the terrace--but in the distance he had seen the hooded figure of a woman.
Not knowing what to do, for she had heard the colloquy, Dolores stood still a moment, for she did not care to pass the soldiers as they came back.

Then she turned and walked a little way in the other direction, to gain time, and kept on slowly.