"But your destiny is _not_ the cloister." "For what am I reserved, then ?" demanded Viviana, trembling.
"All I dare tell you," he returned, "all it is needful for you to know, is, that your future career is mixed up with that of Guy Fawkes.

But do not concern yourself about what is to come.

The present is sufficient to claim your attention." "True," replied Viviana; "and my first object shall be to despatch a messenger to Humphrey Chetham to prevent him from coming hither." "Trouble yourself no further on that score," returned Dee.

"I will convey the message to him.

As regards the funeral, it must take place without delay.