By a cruel decree of the governor, his brave wife Sarah was denounced as a traitress and banished with her children to the wilderness, where, for a while, they were forced to subsist on the charity of friends almost as poor as they.
Berkeley's rage was not yet fully satisfied.

The thoughtful Mr.Lawrence had taken care of himself, for he knew but too well what to expect, should he be captured.

Weeks passed and winter was advanced before Berkeley heard of him.

Then from one of the upper plantations came the report that he and four other desperadoes with horses and pistols had marched away in snow ankle-deep.

Some hoped they had perished in trying to swim the head-waters of some of the rivers; but they really traveled southward into North Carolinia, where they were safely concealed in the wilderness.
Berkeley proved himself a tiger, as he had proved himself a ruffian in insulting Mrs.Cheeseman.The taste of blood maddened him.