I fancied I had subdued my passion for you, but your presence has awakened it with greater violence than ever." "Rise, sir, I pray," rejoined the maiden, in an offended tone.
"Hear me, I beseech you," continued Catesby, seizing her hand.

"Before you reject my suit, consider well that in these perilous seasons, when no true Catholic can call his life his own, you may need a protector." "In the event you describe, Mr.Catesby," answered Viviana, "I would at once fulfil the intention I have formed of devoting myself to Heaven, and retire to the convent of Benedictine nuns, founded by Lady Mary Percy, at Brussels." "You would much more effectually serve the cause of your religion by acceding to my suit," observed Catesby, rising.
"How so ?" she inquired.
"Listen to me, Miss Radcliffe," he rejoined, gravely, "and let my words be deeply graven upon your heart.

In your hands rests the destiny of the Catholic Church." "In mine!" exclaimed Viviana.
"In yours," returned Catesby.

"A mighty blow is about to be struck for her deliverance." "Ay, marry, is it," cried Oldcorne, with sudden fervour.

"Redemption draweth nigh; the year of visitation approacheth to an end; and jubilation is at hand.