ABSTRACT
Such was the state of my mind, when it happened, one gloomy evening in the latter end of March, that my valet announced to me three gentlemen who were come to visit me. It was strange: I had no visitors; I indulged no relaxation but that of the street, and of public places. Do you know who they are? said I. I accidently looked up, and saw paleness and terror written in his countenance. He had not however time to reply, before they burst into the room. They were alguazils a of the inquisition. They told me their errand was to conduct me to the holy office.
