Spain in 1830, vol. 1Inglis, Henry D. (Henry David)
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Spain in 1830, vol. 1
Inglis, Henry D. (Henry David)
Spain -- Description and travel
Walking one day in company with a priest,--a very intelligent and
learned man, of whose society I was always glad,--I chanced to observe
the inscription upon the corner of one of the streets, and read _Calle
de la Inquisicion_; my curiosity was immediately awakened; I had
intended before leaving Madrid, to have sought out the spot memorable
from the atrocities with which it is connected; and this accidental
_rencontre_ saved me the trouble of a search. I immediately expressed my
anxiety to see the building, and to enter it if possible; and requested
my companion to have the goodness to be my _Cicerone_; but I found that
the terrors of the Inquisition had outlived its power; my companion
assured me there was nothing to see; the building he believed was shut
up, and no one could enter; indeed he doubted if he perfectly knew where
the building was situated. I saw the difficulty of the priest; there
might be danger in guiding a heretic to the precincts of the holy
office; and so, requesting him to wait for me, I went in search of the
building. I had no difficulty in finding it, but there was little to
reward my search; it was the building in which prisoners were confined,
but not that in which they were judged and tortured. This was in an
immediately adjoining street, formerly called the street of the Grand
Inquisitor, whose house, including all the offices of the court, fills
almost one side of the street. It seems at first sight surprising, that
the Inquisition, like the Bastile, was not torn down during the time of
the Constitution; but the prime movers, and even the instruments in that
revolution, were of the upper ranks; and it is a certain fact, that many
among the _Pueblo Bajo_ look even now without any horror, some with
veneration, upon the building once dedicated to the maintenance of the
Roman Catholic faith. The building used as the prison of the
Inquisition, was constructed above immense vaults, originally formed by
the Moors; and afterwards converted into dungeons. I requested
permission to visit them, but I was told that the air in the dungeons
was such as to render a visit to them unsafe.
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