The Spanish Brothers Part 54
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Don Juan came forth immediately. Dolores signed to him to shut the door. Then, not till then, she began,--"Senor Don Juan, two brethren of the Society of Jesus have come from Seville, and are now in the village."
"What then? Surely you do not fear that they suspect anything with regard to us?" asked Juan, in some alarm.
"No; but they have brought tidings."
"You tremble, Dolores. You are ill. Speak--what is it?"
"They have brought tidings of a great Act of Faith, to be held at Seville, upon a day not yet fixed when they left the city, but towards the end of this month."
For a moment the two stood silent, gazing in each other's faces. Then Dolores said, in an eager breathless whisper, "You will go, senor?"
Juan shook his head. "What you are thinking of, Dolores, is a dream--a vain, wild dream. Long since, I doubt not, he rests with G.o.d."
"But if we had the proof of it, rest might come to us," said Dolores, large tears gathering slowly in her eyes.
"It is true," Juan mused; "they may wreak their vengeance on the dust."
"And for the a.s.surance that would give that nothing more was left them, I, a poor woman, would joyfully walk barefoot from this to Seville and back again."
Juan hesitated no longer. "_I go_," he said. "Dolores, seek Fray Sebastian, and send him to me at once. Bid Jorge be ready with the horses to start to-morrow at daybreak. Meanwhile, I will prepare Dona Beatriz for my sudden departure."
Of that hurried winter journey, Don Juan was never afterwards heard to speak. No one of its incidents seemed to have made the slightest impression on his mind, or even to have been remembered by him.
But at last he drew near Seville. It was late in the evening, however, and he had told his attendant they should spend the night at a village eight or nine miles from their destination.
Suddenly Jorge cried out. "Look there, senor, the city is on fire."
Don Juan looked. A lurid crimson glow paled the stars in the southern sky. With a shudder he bowed his head, and veiled his face from the awful sight.
"That fire is _without the gate_," he said at last. "Pray for the souls that are pa.s.sing in anguish now."
n.o.ble, heroic souls! Probably Juliano Hernandez, possibly Fray Constantino, was amongst them. These were the only names that occurred to Don Juan's mind, or were breathed in his fervent, agitated prayer.
"Yonder is the posada, senor," said the attendant presently.
"Nay, Jorge, we will ride on. There will be no sleepers in Seville to-night."
"But, senor," remonstrated the servant, "the horses are weary. We have travelled far to-day already."
"Let them rest afterwards," said Juan briefly. Motion, just then, was an absolute necessity to him. He could not have rested anywhere, within sight of that awful glare.
Two hours afterwards he drew the rein of his weary steed before the house of his cousin Dona Inez. He had no scruple in asking for admission in the middle of the night, as he knew that, under the circ.u.mstances, the household would not fail to be astir. His summons was speedily answered, and he was conducted to a hall opening on the patio.
Thither, after a brief interval, came Juanita, bearing a lamp in her hand, which she set down on the table. "My lady will see your Excellency presently," said the girl, with a shy, frightened air, which was very unlike her, but which Juan was too preoccupied to notice. "But she is much indisposed. My lord was obliged to accompany her home from the Act of Faith before it was half over."
Juan expressed the concern he felt, and desired that she would not incommode herself upon his account. Perhaps Don Garcia, if he had not yet retired to rest, would converse with him for a few moments.
"My lady said she must speak with you herself," answered Juanita, as she left the room.
After a considerable time Dona Inez appeared. In that southern climate youth and beauty fade quickly; and yet Juan was by no means prepared for the changed, worn, haggard face that gazed on him now. There was no pomp of apparel to carry off the impression. Dona Inez wore a loose dark dressing-robe; and a hasty careless hand seemed to have untwined the usual ornaments from her black hair. Her eyes were like those of one who has wept for hours, and then only ceased for very weariness.
She stretched out both her hands to Juan--"O Don Juan, I never meant it!
I never meant it!"
"Senora and my cousin, I have but just arrived here. I do not understand you," said Juan, rising to greet her.
"Santa Maria! Then you know not!--Horrible!"
She sank into a seat Juan stood gazing at her eagerly, almost wildly.
"Yes; I understand all now," he said at last. "I suspected it."
_He_ saw in imagination a black chest, with a little lifeless dust within it; a rude shapeless figure, robed in the hideous zamarra, and bearing in large letters the venerated name, "Alvarez de Santillanos y Menaya." While she saw a living face, that would never cease to haunt her memory until death shadowed all things.
"Let me speak," she gasped; "and I will try to be calm. I did not wish to go. It was the day of the last Auto, you remember, that my poor brother died, and altogether---- But Don Garcia insisted. He said everybody would talk, and especially when the taint had touched our own house. Besides, Dona Juana de Bohorques, who died in prison, was to be publicly declared innocent, and her property restored to her heirs. Out of regard to the family, it was thought we ought to be present. O Don Juan, if I had but known! I would rather have put on a sanbenito myself than have gone there. G.o.d grant it did not hurt him!"
"How could it possibly hurt him, my tender-hearted cousin?"
"Hus.h.!.+ Let me go on now, while I can speak of it; or I shall never, never tell you. And I must. _He_ would have wished---- Well, we were seated in what they called good places; very near the condemned; in fact, the scaffold opposite was plain to us as you are to me now. But that last time, and Dona Maria's look, and Dr. Cristobal's, haunted me, so that I did not dare to raise my eyes to where _they_ sat;--not until long after the ma.s.s had begun. And I knew besides there were so many women there--eight on that dreadful top bench, doomed to die. But at last a lady who sat near me bade me look at one of the relaxed, a little man, who was pointing upwards and making signs to his companions to encourage them. 'Do not look, senora,' said Don Garcia, quickly--but too late. O Don Juan, I saw his face!"
"His LIVING face? Not his living face?" cried Juan, with a shudder that convulsed his strong frame from head to foot And the Name--the one awful Name that rises to all human lips in moments of supreme emotion--broke from his in a wail of anguish.
Dona Inez tried to speak; but in vain. Thoroughly broken down, she wept and sobbed aloud. But the sight of the rigid, tearless face before her checked her tears at last. She gained power to go on. "I saw him.
Worn and pale, of course; yet not changed so greatly, after all. The same dear, kind, familiar face I had seen last in this room, when he caressed and played with my child. Not sad, not as though he suffered.
Rather as though he had suffered long ago; but was beyond it all, even then. A still, patient, fearless look, eyes that saw everything; and yet nothing seemed to trouble him. I bore it until they were reading the sentences, and came to his. But when I saw the Alguazil strike him--the blow that relaxed to the secular arm--I could endure no more.
I believe I cried aloud. But in fact I know not what I did. I know nothing more till Don Garcia and my brother Don Manuel were carrying me through the crowd."
"No word! Was there no word spoken?" asked Juan wildly.
"_No_; but I heard some one near me say that he talked with that muleteer in the court of the Triana, and spoke words of comfort to a poor woman amongst the penitents, whom they called Maria Gonsalez."
All was told now. Maddened with rage and anguish, Juan rushed from the room, from the house; and, without being conscious of any settled purpose, in five minutes found himself far on his way to the Dominican convent adjoining the Triana.
His servant, who was still waiting at the gate, followed him to ask for orders, and with difficulty overtook him, and arrested his steps.
Juan sternly silenced his faltering, agitated question as to what was wrong with his lord. "Go to rest," he said, "and meet me in the morning by the great gate of San Isodro." Nothing was clear to him; but that he must shake off as soon as possible the dust of the wicked, cruel city from his feet. And San Isodro was the only trysting-place without its walls that happened at the moment to occur to his bewildered brain.
XLVII.
The Dominican Prior.
"Oh, deep is a wounded heart, and strong A voice that cries against mighty wrong!
And full of death as a hot wind's blight.
Doth the ire of a crushed affection light."--Hemans.
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