He would give his life for us." "And our lives, and hearts, and hopes to feed his conscience and to save his own soul!" Inez was trembling with anger, leaning far forward, her face flushed, one slight hand clenched, the other clenching it hard.

Dolores was silent.

It was not the first time that Inez had spoken in this way, for the blind girl could be suddenly and violently angry for a good cause.
But now her tone changed.
"I will save you," she said suddenly, "but there is no time to be lost.
He will not come back to our rooms now, and he knows well enough that Don John cannot come here at this hour, so that he is not waiting for him.

We have this part of the place to ourselves, and the outer door only is bolted now.

It will take you an hour to dress--say three-quarters of an hour.