. The novels of Captain Marryat. irl may think death a blessingcompared to what she may expect if you refuse to tell mewhat I would know. You have good store of gold andsilver ornaments for your churches—where are they ? They are among the packages entrusted to my care. ** How many may you have in all ? A hundred, if not more. ** Will you deign to inform me where I may find whatI require ? The gold and silver are not mine, but are the propertyof that God to whom they have been dedicated, repliedthe bishop. Answer quickly; no more subterfuge, good is it to be found ? I will not tell,
. The novels of Captain Marryat. irl may think death a blessingcompared to what she may expect if you refuse to tell mewhat I would know. You have good store of gold andsilver ornaments for your churches—where are they ? They are among the packages entrusted to my care. ** How many may you have in all ? A hundred, if not more. ** Will you deign to inform me where I may find whatI require ? The gold and silver are not mine, but are the propertyof that God to whom they have been dedicated, repliedthe bishop. Answer quickly; no more subterfuge, good is it to be found ? I will not tell, thou blood-stained man j at least, inthis instance, there shall be disappointment, and the seashall swallow up those earthly treasures, to obtain whichthou hast so deeply imbrued thy hands. Pirate I I repeatit, I will not tell. Seize that girl, my lads ! cried Cain ; she is yours,do with her as you please. Save me! oh save me! shrieked Teresa, clingingto the bishops robe. The pirates advanced and laid hold of Teresa. Francisco. The Pirate bounded from where he stood behind the captain, anddashed away the foremost. ** Are you men ? cried he, as the pirates retreated. Holy sir, I honour you. Alas ! I cannot save you,continued Francisco, mournfully. Yet will I try. Onmy knees—by the love you bore my mother—by theaffection you once bore me—do not commit this horriddeed. My lads ! continued Francisco, appealing to thepirates, join with me and entreat your captain; ye aretoo brave, too manly, to injure the helpless and theinnocent—above all, to shed the blood of a holy man,and of this poor trembling maiden. There was a pause—even the pirates appeared to sidewith Francisco, though none of them dared to muscles of the captains face quivered with emotion,from what source could not be ascertained. At this moment the interest of the scene was girl who attended upon Teresa, crouched on herknees with terror, had been casting her fearful eyes uponthe men
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