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was rent with frightful threats and curses ; and Inez, looking rather white, though there was no fear in her heart, said quietly :
" There is no hope of mercy, Juana. If we are not relieved ; if help comes not, we must sell our lives as dearly as we can ; and plunge our daggers into our own hearts sooner than fall alive into their hands."
" We will, Mistress," said Juana firmly. " But surely our Lady will send us aid ere that ! '
" Look ! look ! look ! ' cried Inez suddenly. " The banner of the cross ! Oh, Juana, do my eyes deceive me ? Is it a vision that I see ? '
And indeed for a moment both the jnrls thought
that it must be ; for the light fell sparkling upon mailed headpieces and flashing swords ; and a banner with the cross flaunting in the golden light of the southern afternoon was borne aloft, and waved as though in signal that help indeed was at hand.
" What can it be ? Whence come they ? ' cried Inez, with breathless agitation. " That is not the road from Marbella ! Our Lady herself must have sent them to our aid ! Pray heaven it be not a
��vision ! "
��" See, see ! 3 cried Juana in ungovernable excite- ment, running to the battlement and showing herself fearlessly. " The Moriscos they run ! They fly Mistress, we are saved ! We are saved ! It is our brave Spanish soldiers come to our rescue ! '