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How can it be possible? What has he done?" in amazed wonder. "He has done nothing. Only his enemies have thrown the suspicion of his having stolen a poignard from Manuel Tonza a poignard which I know he bought here. It is my fault this has happened. It was to avenge the death of the man I loved his dearest friend that he placed his life in peril!" "I remember well.
My jewels and wealth might tempt a queen! I need not fear refusal from a viceroy's daughter." Full of complacent contentment, Tonza made hasty preparations for leaving Diu, and that same evening saw him a welcome guest of Don Garcia. He was charmed with Lianor. In spite of himself, a deep passionate love wakened in his heart for her, and he determined to win her for his wife.
Below, in the handsome marble hall, stood Don Garcia and Tonza, both watching with suppressed impatience the richly-hung staircase leading to Lianor's apartments. "It is late. I hope nothing has occurred," Manuel said anxiously, drawing the velvet curtain aside to gaze across the hall.
I am determined not to allow Tonza to win my father over to his way of thinking." Manuel Tonza watched the happy lovers with bitterest hate gnawing at his heart, deadly schemes against his fortunate rival flitting through his subtle brain.
It was Donna Lianor who told me where you were, and asked me to help you," Miriam said, blushing beneath his tender, grateful gaze. "Besides, I looked upon you as a friend," almost inaudibly. "That is what I want to be your friend. And Lianor how is she? well?" "As well as it is possible to be under the heavy trial she went through this morning. She was married to Manuel Tonza," sadly.
Late that night, when the weary guests were parting, Tonza stole noiselessly from the palace; and when he returned, in less than half an hour, his face wore an expression of fiendish triumph and delight. He was even polite to Luiz, much to that young man's surprise, though he doubted the sincerity of Manuel's words.
"If we go farther inland, we are sure to find some natives, if only savages," Tonza remarked gravely; and followed by the men, he commenced the long, weary way. Lianor, pale but firm, holding in her arms her little daughter, walked beside him, heedless of the fatigue which oppressed her and made her long to sink upon the sandy ground to rest.
My love is not to be bought for gold; I gave it willingly to the man to whom you betrothed me, and, father, none of our family have ever acted dishonorably; so I am sure you will not be the first to break your word." "Do not be too sure of that, Lianor. I am more than half inclined to make you accept Tonza, and forget your vows were ever plighted to that pauper captain."
Not many days after, Manuel Tonza, his wife, children, Panteleone, and Savitre, accompanied by several faithful servants, including Lalli and Tolla, embarked in a fine stately ship, which was to bear them in safety to their home. Tonza seemed full of joy as he saw the last lines of the Indian coast disappear. He had rarely appeared so happy since his marriage with Lianor five years before.
Restore Sampayo to his own again; then try, by true repentance, to atone for the wrong you did him." Tonza raised his head, and glanced gratefully at Panteleone; but his eyes were full of firm resolution none could understand. "You are good, but my life is worth nothing, now she has gone. See, this poor babe will soon follow her mother.
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