Perhaps," added Calderon, smiling, "a courtier may manage such an intrigue with even more dexterity than a soldier.

I will bear her to the house we spoke of; there I know she can lie hid in safety, till the languid pursuit of uninterested officials shall cease, and thence I can easily find means to transport her, under safe and honourable escort, to any place it may please you to appoint." "And think you Beatriz will fly with you, a stranger?
Impossible! Your plan pleases me not." "Nor does it please me," said Calderon, coldly; "the risks I proposed to run are too imminent to be contemplated complacently: I thank you for releasing me from my offer; nor should I have made it, Fonseca, but from this fear, what if to-morrow the duke himself (he is a churchman, remember) see the novice?
what if he terrify her with threats against yourself?
what if he induce the abbess and the Church to abridge the novitiate?
what if Beatriz be compelled or awed into taking the veil?
what if you be released even next week and find her lost to you for ever ?" "They cannot--they dare not!" "The duke dares all things for ambition; your alliance with Beatriz he would hold a disgrace to his house.

Think not my warnings are without foundation--I speak from authority; such is the course the Duke de Lerma has resolved upon.

Nothing else could have induced me to offer to brave for your sake all the hazard of outraging the law and braving the terrors of the Inquisition.

But let us think of some other plan.