"Señor captain," said Brooke, not heeding him, "this is a priest. It is a matter of conscience."
"Silence!" roared Lopez. "Tell him what I said. His time will soon be up!"
Brooke turned to Talbot.
"He'll only give you five minutes, Talbot," said he. "I'll try to dissuade him."
"No use, Brooke," said Talbot, mournfully. "I came prepared for this."
Brooke turned again to Lopez.
"The priest says that his vows forbid him to blaspheme the holy sacrament of marriage in this way. He says he will die rather than risk his soul by an act of sacrilege."
"A curse on his soul!" cried Lopez. "What do I care!"
"Look out for your own soul!" cried Brooke.
"Aha! are you too a priest? Beware, sir! your life is already in peril."