Viviana must be mine," he added, altering his tone, "ours, I should say,--for, if she is mine, all the vast possessions that have accrued to her by her father's death shall be devoted to the furtherance of the mighty enterprise." "I cannot think she will refuse you now, my son," replied Garnet.
"She _shall not_ refuse me, father," rejoined Catesby.

"The time is gone by for idle wooing." "I will be no party to forcible measures, my son," returned Garnet, gravely.

"As far as persuasion goes, I will lend you every assistance in my power, but nothing further." "Persuasion is all that will be required, I am assured, father," answered Catesby, hastily, perceiving he had committed himself too far.
"But let us now see what can be done for Guy Fawkes." "Would there was any hope of his life!" exclaimed Garnet, sighing deeply.

"In losing him, we lose the bravest of our band." "We do," returned Catesby.

"And yet he has been subject to strange fancies of late." "He has been appalled, but never shaken," rejoined Garnet.