Fear not, my lord, fear not; the charm of my power is not yet broken." So saying, Calderon raised the cardinal from the ground, and extricating himself from the old man's grasp strode, with his customary air of majestic self-reliance, to the door.

Just ere he reached it, three low, but regular knocks sounded on the panel: the door opened, and the space without was filled with the dark forms of the officers of the Inquisition.
"Stand!" said a deep voice; "stand, Roderigo Calderon, Marquis de Siete Iglesias; in the name of the most Holy Inquisition, we arrest thee!" "Aliaga!" muttered Calderon, falling back.
"Peace!" interrupted the Jesuit.

"Officers, remove your prisoner." "Poor old man," said Calderon, turning towards the cardinal, who stood spell-bound and speechless, "thy life at least is safe.

For me, I defy fate! Lead on!" The Prince of Spain soon recovered from the shock which the death of Beatriz at first occasioned him.

New pleasures chased away even remorse.
He appeared again in public a few days after the arrest of Calderon; and he made strong intercession on behalf of his former favourite.