Nay, had I not overheard your conversation just now with Viviana, I might have remained your dupe still.

But your allusion to Chetham's visit awakened my suspicions, and, on re-considering the matter, the whole trick flashed upon me." "What more ?" demanded Dee, his brow lowering, and his eyes sparkling with rage.
"Thus much," returned Catesby.

"I have your secret, and you have mine.
And though the latter is the more important, inasmuch as several lives hang upon it, whereas a conjuror's worthless reputation is alone dependent on the other, yet both must be kept.

Swear, then, not to reveal the plot, and in my turn I will take any oath you choose to dictate not to disclose the jugglery I have detected." "I will make no terms with you," returned Dee; "and if I do not reveal your damnable plot, it is not from consideration of you or your associates, but because the hour for its disclosure is not yet arrived.
When full proof of your guilt can be obtained, then rest assured it will be made known,--though not by me.

Not one of your number shall escape--not one." Catesby again laid his hand upon his sword, and seemed from his looks to be meditating the destruction of the Doctor and his assistant.