And after the day of storm, comes again the day of light.

Our day also will come, my friend.

Now, we go hence, our heads strewn with ashes, and bowed at heart; but, believe me, we shall one day come again with shining face and exultant heart; and the flaming sword of godly wrath will glitter in our hands, and a purple robe will enfold us, dyed in the blood of heretics whom we offer up to the Lord our God as a well-pleasing sacrifice.

God spares us for a better time; and our banishment, believe me, friend, is but a refuge that God has prepared for us this evil time which we are approaching." "You speak of an evil time, and nevertheless you hope, your highness ?" asked Douglas, gloomily.
"And nevertheless I hope!" said Gardiner, with a strange and horrible smile, and, bending down closer to Douglas, he whispered: "the king has only a few days more to live.

He does not suspect how near he is to his death, and nobody has the courage to tell him.