must not tarry in coming, for we hope to have him away to Calais on
Tuesday night."

And away he went.

Mrs Rose was not told a word; but Thekla saw her father before he left
England. Then he was passed secretly across the Channel, and on Rysbank
Mr Stevens met him, and took him to his house. The next day he was sent
away to Boulogne, and so on to Paris, always in the keeping of
Huguenots, and thence to Lyons, and so to Switzerland.

On the 26th of August, the King set out for Spain, the Queen going with
him as far as Greenwich, where she remained, and the Princess Elizabeth
with her.

The respite from the slaughter was short; and it was only the enemy's
breathing-time for a more terrible onslaught. The next entry in
Isoult's diary ran thus:--

"By Austin Bernher woeful news is come. My Lord Archbishop, that stood
so firm for God's truth--that was already doomed for his faithfulness--
that all we have so loved, and honoured, and mourned--Thomas Cranmer,
Archbishop of Canterbury, is fallen away from Christ, and hath recanted
and rejected the truth by which he stood so firm. I knew never any
thing that so cut me to the heart after this sort, sithence Sir Will
Smith's recanting at Calais. Surely, surely, Christ will rescue this
His sheep from the jaws of the wolf whereinto he is fallen! Of them
whom the Father hath given Him, can He lose this one?"

Mr Underhill came in on the 19th of October strangely sad and pensive
for him.

"Have you the news this even?" said he.

"What news?" inquired John. "Is it death or life?"

"It is martyrdom," he answered, solemnly. "Is that death, or life?"

His manner fairly frightened Isoult. She was afraid lest he should have
come to give them dreadful tidings of Robin; or, it might be, that Mr
Rose had been recaptured on his journey through France.

"O Mr Underhill!" she cried, tremblingly, "pray you, the name of the
martyr?"

It was neither Mr Rose's nor Robin's. But no name, short of those two,
would have thrilled to her heart straighter than the other two he gave.

He said, "Nicholas Ridley, and Hugh Latimer."

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Note 1. If the reader think this narrative horrible, let him know that
all the worst details have been omitted. They are written in God's book
in letters of fire, and shall not be forgotten in the day when He maketh
up His jewels.

CHAPTER ELEVEN.

HOPE DEFERRED.

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