But they appeared wholly unconcerned at his glances.
"What you have said concerning Martin Heydocke is false--as false as your own foul and bloody scheme," pursued Dee.

"I have neither seen, nor spoken with him." "But your assistant, Edward Kelley, has," retorted Catesby, "and that amounts to the same thing." "For the third and last time I command you to stand aside," cried Dee, in a tone of concentrated anger.
Catesby laughed aloud.
"What if I refuse ?" he said, in a jeering voice.
Doctor Dee made no answer; but, suddenly drawing a small phial from beneath his robe, cast its contents in his opponent's face.

Blinded by the spirit, Catesby raised his hand to his eyes, and while in this condition a thick cloth was thrown over his head from behind, and, despite his resistance, he was borne off, and bound with a strong cord to an adjoining tree.
Half an hour elapsed, during which he exhausted his fury in vain outcries for assistance, and execrations and menaces against Dee and his companion.

At the expiration of that time, hearing steps approaching, he called loudly to be released, and was answered by the voice of Martin Heydocke.
"What! is it your worship I behold ?" cried Martin, in a tone of affected commiseration.

"Mercy on us! what has happened?
Have the rascally searchers been here again ?" "Hold your peace, knave, and unbind me," rejoined Catesby, angrily.