Son that you
might come. "Greater love hath no man than this."

Now, will you not come to Him--will you not say to Him, "Lord, here am
I; take me"? Are you going to let the Lord Jesus feel that all the
cruel suffering which He bore for you was in vain? He is ready to save
you, if you will let Him; but He will not do it against your will. How
shall it be?

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT.

THE SONG OF TRIUMPH.

Elizabeth Foulkes was the last prisoner tried in the Moot Hall. The
Commissioners then adjourned to the Castle. Here there were six
prisoners, as before. The first arraigned was William Mount. He was
asked, as they all were--it was the great test question for the Marian
martyrs--what he had to say of the Sacrament of the altar, which was
another name for the mass.

"I say that it is an abominable idol," was his answer.

"Wherefore comest thou not to confession?"

"Sirs, I dare not take part in any Popish doings, for fear of God's
vengeance," said the brave old man.

Brave! ay, for the penalty was death. But what are they, of whom there
are so many, whose actions if not words say that they dare not refuse to
take part in Popish doings, for fear of man's scorn and ridicule? Poor,
mean cowards!

It was not worth while to go further. William Mount was sentenced to
death, and John Johnson was brought to the bar. Neither were they long
with him, for he had nothing to say but what he had said before. He too
was sentenced to die.

Then Alice Mount was brought up. She replied to their questions exactly
as her husband had done. She was satisfied with his answers: they
should be hers. Once more the sentence was read, and she was led away.

Then Rose Allen was placed at the bar. So little had the past daunted
her, that she did more than defy the Commissioners: she made fun of
them. Standing there with her burnt hand still in its wrappings, she
positively laughed Satan and all his servants to scorn.

They asked her what she had to say touching the mass.

"I say that it stinketh in the face of God! [see Note 1] and I dare not
have to do therewith for my life."

"Are you not a member of the Catholic Church?"

"I am no member of yours, for ye be members of Antichrist, and shall
have the reward of Antichrist."

"What say you of the see of the Bishop of Rome?"

"I am none of his. As for his see, it is for crows, kites, owls, and
ravens to swim in, such as you be; for by the grace of God I will not