"What! the thrice-told tale again?" said the Captain, still smiling: "it sounds badly. If she is to marry somebody else, 'tis plain you cannot have her; and if she is to be shut up in a convent, she is equally lost to a man of your honour." "But I cannot, I will not allow her to be sacrificed," exclaimed Luis, vehemently. "Can you not advise me, my friend?" "I never even heard of the lady till to-day," answered Captain Pinto, "so I cannot pretend to say; but, from my knowledge of women in general, dear charming creatures as they are, I should advise you to fall in love with somebody else, and I dare say the lady will soon recover also from her fit: they generally do." "You know not what love is, when you speak thus," cried Luis. "I see that you are in no humour to enter into my feelings, so I will not trouble you with them. I must wait till to-morrow to see her father, and beseech him to favour my suit." "The wisest plan you can pursue; and if your fortune is larger than your rival's, the chances are that you are successful; if not, I can give you but small hopes. He, of course, is an affectionate father, and considers his daughter's happiness--of which he must be a better judge than she can possibly be--depends upon the settlement each candidate has to offer. However, in the mean time, come with me to pay our promised visit to Senhor Mendez, as he will be expecting us." In those days people met in society at a very early hour, considerably before the present dinner-time in England, so that the night was not far advanced when Luis and his friend again left the house, having, fortunately, taken the precaution of ordering Pedro to accompany them with a torch, and well armed in case of being attacked. Just as the door was carefully closed behind them by old Lucas, Luis observed some dark figures, wrapped in cloaks, standing on the opposite side of the street; but, supposing them to be casual passers by, he took no further notice of them, nor did they make any advance towards his party. We have before described the disordered state of the streets in Lisbon; for, though there were some military police, they committed more robberies than they prevented, stopping every single passenger to beg of him, and, if they were refused, they seldom failed to take what they required by force. Our friends, however, promised, by their appearance, to make too strong a resistance, to tempt either their attacks, or those of the professional marauders who were abroad; though had they encountered any party of the young nobles who delighted to perambulate the streets in search of adventures, they might have been insulted, to draw them into a conflict; their chief danger, therefore, was from the unsavoury showers which fell, at very frequent intervals, from the windows of the houses, and from the troops of fierce gaunt dogs who howled at them, as, in passing, they disturbed them from their loathsome repast.