"Do you understand now ?" "No," she answered timidly.

"I do not understand.

Granada?
Why there?
It is so far away--" He laughed harshly.
"You do not understand?
Yes, Granada is far away--far enough to be another kingdom--so far that John of Austria is master there--so far that with his army at his back he can be not only its master, but its King?
Do you understand now?
Do you see what I will do for your sake ?" He made one step towards her, and she was very white.
"I will take you, and go back to-morrow.

Do you think the Moors are not men, because I beat them?
I tell you that if I set up my standard in Granada and call them to me, they will follow me--if I lead them to the gate of Madrid.

Yes--and so will more than half the Spanish army, if I will! But I do not want that--it is not the kingdom--what should I care for that?
Could I not have taken it and held it?
It is for you, dear love--for your sake only--that we may have a world of our own--a kingdom in which you are queen! Let there be war--why should I care?
I will set the world ablaze and let it burn to its own ashes, but I will not let them take you from me, neither now, nor ever, while I am alive!" He came quickly towards her now, and she could not draw back, for the wall was behind her.