under arrest."

As the words left his lips, a sudden movement amongst the trees
startled them.

"I am sure that was some one," Lianor cried, turning pale, and
clasping Diniz's arm.

Satzavan glided noiselessly away, but soon returned to say no one had
passed by.

Possibly the noise was occasioned by the wind rustling through the
leaves.

"Very likely," Lianor said quietly, "though it made me nervous.
Suppose any one overheard us?"

"Rest assured, dear, that nothing now can come between me and my
revenge. But, Lianor, is it true you are betrothed to Tonza?"

"Yes, Diniz, it is true. Papa has commanded me to accept him. I hate
him; but now poor Luiz is dead, I care not who becomes my husband,"
hopelessly.

"I wish it were other than Tonza, Lianor. I cannot trust him; nor will
I believe but what he had a hand in Luiz's death."

"That is what I think, but papa says it is only fancy; Manuel is too
upright to do such a treacherous thing."