I have business with him where you wot not.

We are bringing strange events to a crisis.

Hope the best." With this the governor took his leave.
At the dusk of the evening, Don Juan de la Nuza, wrapped in a dark mantle, stood before a small door deep-set in a massive and gloomy wall, that stretched along one side of a shunned and deserted street.

Without sign of living hand, the door opened at his knock, and the governor entered a long and narrow passage that conducted to chambers more associated with images of awe than any in his own prison.

Here he suddenly encountered the Jesuit, Fray Louis de Aliaga, confessor to the king.
"How fares the Grand Inquisitor ?" asked De la Nuza.