I know not what it means, nor do I desire to know.

Be it for good or be it for ill, it is thy secret, not mine, and with me it is safe.
But I will not be threatened nor coerced--no, not by any man.

What I will not give for friendship and brotherly love, no man shall wrest from me through fear." Catesby looked at the lad with his flashing eyes and proudly-held head, and a smile illuminated his features.

Whether or not his companions would have been satisfied with this pledge, he himself was content, and with a kindly grip of the hand he said: "Enough, boy, enough! I like thy spirit, and I ask thy pardon for dreaming of treating thee in any unworthy fashion.

And now let us talk of Father Urban and what has befallen him; and give to me these papers of which thou hast been such a careful custodian." An hour later, Cuthbert's wherry floated out into midstream once more, and swiftly sped along the dark water, propelled by a pair of strong young arms.