It is his apprentice.

We must restore the damsel to her father, friends." "Agreed!" cried several voices.
"Knock at the door," cried a man, whose occupation of a smith was proclaimed by his leathern apron, brawny chest, and smoke-begrimed visage, as well as by the heavy hammer which he bore upon his shoulder.
"If it is not instantly opened, we will break it down.

I have an implement here which will soon do the business." A rush was then made to the portal, which rang with the heavy blows dealt against it.

While this was passing, Solomon Eagle, whose excitement was increased by the tumult, planted himself in the centre of the colonnade, and vociferated--"I speak in the words of the prophet Ezekiel:--'Thou hast defiled thy sanctuaries by the multitude of thine iniquities, by the iniquity of thy traffic.

Therefore will I bring forth a fire from the midst of thee, and will bring thee to ashes upon the earth, in the sight of all them that behold thee!'" The crowd continued to batter the door until they were checked by Lamplugh, who declared he heard some one approaching, and the next moment the voice of one of the vergers inquired in trembling tones, who they were, and what they wanted.
"No matter who we are," replied Leonard, "we demand admittance to search for a young female who has been taken from her home by the Earl of Rochester, and is now concealed within the vaults of the cathedral." "If admittance is refused us, we will soon let ourselves in," vociferated Lamplugh.
"Ay, that we will," added the smith.
"You are mistaken, friends," returned the verger, timorously.