They have to do with Jayme de Marchena who has long been suspect by the Holy Office.

He has fled Seville, gone none know where! Don Pedro informs us, Don Enrique, that years ago this man stood among your friends.

He does not think it probable that this is yet so--nor do I, Don Enrique, knowing that you must hold in abhorrence the heretic!" She looked mildly upon him.

"In youth we make chance friendships thick as May, but manhood weeds the garden! And yet we think it possible that this man may in his heart trade on old things and make his way to you or send you appeal." She paused, then said in a quiet voice, "Should that happen, Don Enrique, on your allegiance, and as a good Christian, you will do all that you can to put him in the hands of the Holy Office." She waited with her blue eyes upon him.

He said, and said quietly, "It was long ago, Madam, when I was a young man and careless.