It was the face of a man in the plain garb of a Salamanca student, and in the first flush of youth; the noble brow, serene and calm, and stamped alike with candour and courage; the smooth cheek, rich with the hues of health; the lips, parting in a happy smile, and eloquent of joy and hope; it was the face of that wily, grasping, ambitious, unscrupulous man, when life had yet brought no sin; it was, as if the ghost of youth were come back to accuse the crimes of manhood! The miniature fell from his hand--he groaned aloud.

Then gazing on the prostrate form of the novice, he said--"Poor wretch! can I believe that thou art indeed of mine own race and blood; or rather, does not nature, that stamped these lineaments on thy countenance, deceive and mock me?
If she, thy mother, lied, why not nature herself ?" He raised the novice in his arms, and gazed long and wistfully upon her lifeless, but almost lovely features.

She moved not--she scarcely seemed to breathe; yet he fancied he felt her embrace tightening round him--he fancied he heard again the voice that had hailed him "FATHER!" His heart beat aloud, the divine instinct overpowered all things, he pressed a passionate kiss upon her forehead, and his tears fell fast and warm upon her cheek.

But again the dark remembrance crossed him, and he shuddered, placed the novice hastily on one of the couches, and shouted aloud.
The Jew appeared and was ordered to summon Jacinta.

A young woman of the same persuasion, and of harsh and forbidding exterior, entered, and to her care Calderon briefly consigned the yet insensible Beatriz.
While Jacinta unlaced the dress, and chafed the temples, of the novice, Calderon seemed buried in gloomy thought.