Palacios.

At last, when all had gone, and the house was still again,
Isabella and her lover crept forth from their concealment, and in
the light of the lamp which Susan had left burning each looked
into the other's white, startled face. So shaken was Don Rodrigo
with horror of what he had overheard, and with the terror of
discovery, that it was with difficulty he kept his teeth from
chattering.

"Heaven protect us!" he gasped. "What Judaizing was this?"

"Judaizing!" she echoed. It was the term applied to apostacy, to
the relapse of New-Christians to Judaism, an offense to be
expiated at the stake. "Here was no Judaizing. Are you mad,
Rodrigo? You heard no single word that sinned against the
Faith."

"Did I not? I heard treason enough to."

"No, nor treason either. You heard honourable, upright men
considering measures of defence against oppression, injustice,
and evil acquisitiveness masquerading in the holy garments of
religion."

He stared askance at her for a moment, then his full lips curled
into a sneer. "Of course you would seek to justify them," he said.
"You are of that foul brood yourself. But you cannot think to
cozen me, who am of clean Old-christian blood and a true son of
Mother Church. These men plot evil against the Holy Inquisition.