I have ever shown myself obedient to your commands, father," he added aloud, "and I shall not transgress them now." "Heaven keep you in this disposition, my dear son!" exclaimed Garnet, with a look of distrust: "and let me recommend you to remove yourself as soon as possible out of the way of temptation." Catesby muttered an affirmative, and taking Garnet in his arms, conveyed him carefully to his own chamber, and placing him on a couch, examined his wounds, which were not so serious as either he or the sufferer imagined, and with no despicable skill--for the experiences of a soldier's life had given him some practice--bandaged his broken arm, and fomented his bruises.
This done, Garnet felt so much easier, that he entreated Catesby to send Viviana to him, and to make preparations for his own immediate departure.

Feigning acquiescence, Catesby quitted the room, but with no intention of complying with the request.

Not a moment he felt must be lost if he would execute his dark design, and, after revolving many wild expedients, an idea occurred to him.

It was to lure Viviana to the cave where Father Oldcorne was concealed; and he knew enough of the pliant disposition of the latter to be certain he would assent to his scheme.
No sooner did this plan occur to him than he hurried to the cell, and found the priest, as Chetham had stated.

As he had foreseen, it required little persuasion to induce Oldcorne to lend his assistance to the forced marriage, and he only feared the decided opposition they should encounter from Viviana.
"Fear nothing, then, father," said Catesby; "in this solitary spot no one will hear her cries.