"I am as good a Protestant as thyself, and am just arrived with my companions from a long journey." "Your companions are all rank Papists," rejoined the stranger.

"You yourself are Father Garnet, superior of the Jesuits, and, if I am not deceived, the person next you is Father Oldcorne, also of that order.

If I am wrong you can easily refute the charge.

Come with me to the council.

If you refuse, I will call assistance from the passengers." Garnet saw he was lost if he did not make an immediate effort at self-preservation, and resolving to be beforehand with his assailant, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Help! help! my masters.