Nay, fear no trick; like you I remember my soul, and do not stain my hands with blood.

Follow me, so you will be safe." Curiosity, or some other reason, prompted d'Aguilar to obey, and presently they stood behind the altar.
"Now," said Castell, as he drew the tapestry and opened the secret door, "look!" D'Aguilar peered into the place; but where should have been the table, the ark, the candlesticks, and the roll of the law of which Betty had told him, were only old dusty boxes filled with parchments and some broken furniture.
"What do you see ?" asked Castell.
"I see, friend, that you are even a cleverer Jew than I thought.

But this is a matter that you must explain to others in due season.

Believe me, I am no inquisitor." Then without more words he turned and left him.
When Castell, having shut the secret door and drawn the tapestry, hurried from the chapel, it was to find that the marquis had departed.
He went back to his office much disturbed, and sat himself down there to think.

Truly Fate, that had so long been his friend, was turning its face against him.