to kneel here, in presence of the king.

Quinola
My master, then, shall kneel at your feet.

Philip II.
Explain yourself in brief; the moments of the king's whole life are
not so numerous as are his subjects.

Quinola
You must have, then, but one hour for each of your empires. My master,
Senor Alfonso Fontanares, is in the prison of the Holy Office--

Philip II. (to the Grand Inquisitor)
Father (the Grand Inquisitor approaches), what can you tell us of a
certain Alfonso Fontanares?

The Grand Inquisitor
He is a pupil of Galileo. He professes the heretical doctrine of his
master and boasts the power to do wonders while he refuses to explain
the means. He is accused of being rather a Moor than a Spaniard.

Quinola (aside)
That sallow face is going to spoil all! (To the King) Sire, my master
knows no sorcery, excepting so far as he is madly in love, first with
the glory of your Majesty, next with a maid of Barcelona, heiress of
Lothundiaz, the richest burgess of the town. As he picked up more
science than wealth in studying natural science in Italy, the poor
youth has failed in his attempt to marry this maid.--And notice, sire,
how great men are calumniated; in his despair he made a pilgrimage to