equal ignorance is shown by the indorsement on the
agreement of Ferris--or rather Ferrers--to make over his tenancy to
Percy--"The bargain between Ferris and Percy for the bloody cellar, found
in Winter's lodging." Winter's name had been under consideration for some
little time, and doubtless the discovery of this paper was made on, or
more probably before, the 7th. The Government, having as yet nothing but
Fawkes' evidence to go upon, connected the hiring of the house with the
hiring of the cellar, and at least showed no signs of suspecting anything
more.

On the same day, the 7th, something was definitely heard of the
proceedings of the other plotters, who had either gathered at Dunchurch
for the hunting-match, or had fled from London to join them, and a
proclamation was issued for the arrest of Percy, Catesby, Rokewood,
Thomas Winter, Edward[10] Grant, John and Christopher Wright, and
Catesby's servant, Robert Ashfield. They were charged with assembling in
troops in the counties of Warwick and Worcester, breaking into stables
and seizing horses. Fawkes, too, was on that day subjected to a fourth
examination. Not very much that was new was extracted from him. He
acknowledged that his real name was Guy Fawkes, that--which he had denied
before--he had received the sacrament not to discover any of the
conspirators, and also that there had been at first five persons privy to
the plot, and afterward five or six more "were generally acquainted that
an action was to be performed for the Catholic cause, and saith that he
doth not know that they were acquainted with the whole conspiracy." Being
asked whether Catesby, the two Wrights, Winter, or Tresham, were privy,
he refused to accuse any one.

[10] Properly "John."

That Fawkes had already been threatened with torture is known, and it may
easily be imagined that the threats had been redoubled after this last
unsatisfactory acknowledgment. On the morning of the 8th, however, Waad,
who was employed to worm out his secrets, reported that little was to be
expected. "I find this fellow," he wrote, "who this day is in a most
stubborn and perverse humour, as dogged as if he were possessed.
Yester-night I had persuaded him to set down a clear narration of all his
wicked plots from the first entering to the same, to the end they
pretended, with the discourses and projects that were thought upon
amongst them, which he undertook [to do] and craved time this night to
bethink hi