"Leave the cathedral!"
"Why, yes, Beautiful! I tell you the soldiers chased me in here. They must be outside. God knows how long we've been standing here!"
She loosed herself and straightened.
"But, my own heaven, this is our sanctuary. We are safe here."
It had never occurred to the drummer to allow the cathedral to be the haven of his flight.
"But listen, beloved: we're not safe anywhere. You thought you were safe in the convent, but—"
"But, mi adoración, you know that not even he would violate the chapel of our merciful Lady." She looked at him, amazed.
"But he will! I know he will. Here, let's go!" He took her arm and swung her gently about so that she was at his side with one of his arms about her waist.
"But, mi carino!" she cried, "don't you know if he should dare come in here, our holy Lady would cast him out of this cathedral; Cá! She would call down fire from heaven upon his head!" The girl made a sharp gesture from the image on the altar to some imaginary victim before it.