They could be there before daybreak.
On the morrow they could carry forth their friends to Poghley.

It was a thought fraught with happiness and joy.

They would not lose an hour.

And so quickly were all their preparations made that before the shadows had grown long, before the sun had sunk far towards the horizon, their reckoning was paid, their bags were packed, their servants summoned, and the little cavalcade was ready to start forth and ride with loose rein to Oxford ere break of day.
It was no hardship, that quiet riding through the long hours of the misty night.

They did not hurry their beasts, for they could not obtain any interview with dean or prison governor in the dead of night.