Once outside those walls, they knew too much to be allowed to live.

And yet within those walls Cicely's child would not be allowed to live--the child that was heir to all.
What, then, could loose them and make them safe?
Terror, perhaps--such terror as that through which the Israelites escaped from bondage.

Oh! if she could but find a Moses to call down the plagues of Egypt upon this Pharaoh of an Abbot--those plagues with which she had threatened him--but although she believed that they would fall (why did she believe it?
she wondered), she was as yet impotent to fulfil.
Now Thomas Bolle! If only she could have words with that faithful Thomas Bolle, the fierce and cunning man whom they thought foolish! This idea of Thomas Bolle took possession of Emlyn's mind--Thomas Bolle, who had loved her all his life, who would die to serve her.

She strove in vain to get in touch with him.

The old gardener was so deaf that he could not, or would not, understand.