pretence that he desired to study civil
law, for which no facilities existed at the hall. This little matter was
affected on the Thursday; and all Friday and Saturday morning he "was so
much busied in setting his poor stuff in order, his bed, his books, and
such things else as he had," that he had no leisure to go forth anywhere
those two days, Friday and Saturday.

"Having set up my things handsomely," he continues, "the same day, before
noon, I determined to spend that whole afternoon, until evensong time, at
Frideswide College,[511] at my book in mine own study; and so shut my
chamber door unto me, and my study door also, and took into my head to read
Francis Lambert upon the Gospel of St. Luke, which book only I had then
within there. All my other books written on the Scriptures, of which I had
great numbers, I had left in my chamber at Alban's Hall, where I had made a
very secret place to keep them safe in, because it was so dangerous to have
any such books. And so, as I was diligently reading in the same book of
Lambert upon Luke, suddenly one knocked at my chamber door very hard, which
made me astonished, and yet I sat still and would not speak; then he
knocked again more hard, and yet I held my peace; and straightway he
knocked again yet more fiercely; and then I thought this: peradventure it
is somebody that hath need of me; and therefore I thought myself bound to
do as I would be done unto; and so, laying my book aside, I came to the
door and opened it, and there was Master Garret, as a man amazed, whom I
thought to have been with my brother, and one with him."

Garret had set out on his expedition into Dorsetshire, but had been
frightened, and had stolen back into Oxford on the Friday, to his old
hiding place, where, in the middle of the night, the proctors had taken
him. He had been carried to Lincoln, and shut up in a room in the rector's
house, where he had been left all day. In the afternoon the rector went to
chapel, no one was stirring about the college, and he had taken advantage
of the opportunity to slip the bolt of the door and escape. He had a friend
at Gloucester College, "a monk who had bought books of him;" and Gloucester
lying on the outskirts of the town, he had hurried down there as the
readiest place of shelter. The monk was out; and as no time was to be lost,
Garret asked the servant on the staircase to show him Dalaber's rooms.

As soon as the door was opened, "he said he was undone, for h