De Garcia also, finding that his cousin and affianced wife was missing, guessed that we two were not far apart.

It was his cunning, sharpened by jealousy and hate, that dogged us down step by step till at length he found us.
'On the morning of the third day, the gale having abated, the anchor of the "Mary" was got home and she swung out into the tideway.

As she came round and while the seamen were making ready to hoist the sails, a boat carrying some twenty soldiers, and followed by two others, shot alongside and summoned the captain to heave to, that his ship might be boarded and searched under warrant from the Holy Office.

It chanced that I was on deck at the time, and suddenly, as I prepared to hide myself below, a man, in whom I knew de Garcia himself, stood up and called out that I was the escaped heretic whom they sought.

Fearing lest his ship should be boarded and he himself thrown into prison with the rest of his crew, the captain would then have surrendered me.