Living with Don Fernando were an elder sister and an ancient cousin who had fallen in love with the big, handsome Don, traveling so oddly.

These had set hand-maidens to work, with the result that Ian felt himself spruce as a newly opened pink.

And Don Fernando gave him a traveling-cloak--very fine--a last year's gift, it seemed, from a grandee he had obliged.

Cold weather was approaching and its warmth would be grateful.

Ian's great need was for money in purse.