"The war, on which we can now depend, will do that equally well, if not better," interrupted the baron. "Within a short time I, too, have lost all admiration for this fair one. Cold-hearted and arrogant. Capable of the utmost extremes when her hot blood urges her on. Unpopular with the people to whom she belongs, and, in spite of her bold courage, surprisingly afraid of the Holy Inquisition. Here, among the heretics, that gives cause for thought." "Enough!" replied Don Luis. "We will let matters take their course. If the worst comes, I, at least, will not move a finger in her behalf." "Nor will I," said Malfalconnet, and both walked quietly on. [The End of: Volume One of the Print Edition, Volume 6 of the PG Edition] ETEXT EDITOR'S BOOKMARKS: Attain a lofty height from which to look down upon others