No sound of life, not the least noise, is now perceptible.
They are in a subterranean passage, which stretches out in length before them farther than the eye can reach.

Catharine turns to John Heywood; the lamp lights up her face, which is pale, but exhibits an expression firm and resolute.
"John Heywood, reflect once more! I ask not whether you have courage, for I know that.

I only wish to know whether you will employ this courage for your queen ?" "No, not for the queen, but for the noble woman who has saved my son." "You must then be my protector to-day if we meet with dangers.

But if it be God's will, we shall encounter no dangers.

Let us go." They go vigorously forward, silent all the way.