"Oh, holy Virgin! oh, Jesu Maria! these are bad times, dangerous times," and they looked round cautiously to see that no one was within hearing. "There is now one in Portugal who is each day becoming a greater favourite of our lord the king, and who can do anything in the country, who rules the holy Church, who rules the people, and who seeks to rule the fidalgos also. Oh, he's a great man, doubtless, but he's much to be feared. Well, senhor, it was only the other day that your father's friend, Senhor Alfonzo Botelho, was arrested, we know not on what account, and thrown into prison, and when the Senhor Conde, your father, was exerting himself to the utmost for his liberation, and applied to Senhor Sebastiao Joze de Carvalho, the privy counsellor to the king, it was hinted to him that he might share the same fate if he interfered." "What say you?" exclaimed Don Luis. "Have any dared to throw my honoured father into prison?" "Heaven deliver us from a like calamity," answered the old couple. "Oh no, senhor, it is not so bad as that; but when the Senhor Conde came home, he ordered his carriage and his horses, and the escudeiro, and the other servants to be prepared, and set off the next day for the Quinta." "This is indeed bad news you give me," answered Don Luis. "And I must hasten away to-morrow to join my father: I have therefore no time to lose in Lisbon. First, can you tell me if my fair cousin, Donna Theresa d'Alorna, is residing in the city, or is she in the country?" "Oh, senhor, the Senhora Donna Theresa is at present at the house of the marquis, her father; but, alas! she is much changed from what she was; for she never comes here now to spend the day; though, to be sure, she has more to occupy her than formerly, for it is said she has become a great favourite of the queen, and is constantly at Court; and that is not a good place for young ladies, who are much better-employed staying at home, and learning to work and to embroider." "The dissipations of a Court will have no power to alter Donna Theresa's heart," exclaimed the lover. "But now, my good Lucas and Senhora Anna, I must hasten away, though I will soon return; for I have much to learn and much to tell you." "But you cannot think, senhor, of leaving the house without taking something to eat," exclaimed the old lady: "you would die of hunger, and you always used to have a very good appetite." "All, senhor, do stay," added old Lucas, "and we will soon cook you up something to please you." "I am not hungry, I assure you, my good friends," answered Don Luis; "and I cannot remain, but I will leave Pedro to recount all the wonders he has seen, and the dangers he has escaped;" saying which, he hurried off in the fond hope of finding his mistress fair and loving as ever. How grievously he was disappointed we have seen; and he then remembered Captain Pinto's warning and advice.