When the chase had got to a sufficient distance to be out of hearing, the fugitives rowed swiftly in the contrary direction.
Not judging it prudent to land, they continued to ply the oars, until fatigue compelled them to desist, and they had placed some miles between them and their pursuers.
"Long before this, the Earl must have given up the chase," observed Catesby.

"We must return before daybreak, and either land our powder near the Parliament House, or take it back to the vault at Lambeth." "We shall run equal risk either way," replied Fawkes, "and, having ventured thus far, we may as well go through with it.

I am for landing at Westminster." "And I," rejoined Catesby.

"I do not like giving up a project when I have once undertaken it." "You speak my sentiments exactly," returned Fawkes.

"Westminster be it." After remaining stationary for about an hour, they rowed back again, and, aided by the stream, in a short time reached their destination.