"Good. But what account shall we give of ourselves if someone questions us?"
"Why, we are Spanish esquires in the train of King Philip's Mission. Our clothes are dark enough for the dons' fashion, and we both speak their tongue freely.Behold in me the Senor Juan Gonzalez de Mendoza,a poor knight of Castile, most earnest in the cause of Holy Church."
"And I," said the Englishman with the gusto of a boy in a game, "am named Rodriguez de Bobadilla.I knew the man, who is dead, and his brother owes me ten crowns.... But if we fall in with the Spanish Ambassador's gentlemen?"