A few moments afterwards, Fawkes heard the sound of a horse's hoofs approaching him; and, thinking it was Catesby, he hailed the rider.
The horseman made no answer, but continued to advance towards them.
Just then the voice of Catesby was heard at a little distance, shouting, "I was right.

It is here." The party then hastened in the direction of the cry, and perceived through the gloom a low building, before the door of which Catesby, who had dismounted, was standing.
"A stranger is amongst us," observed Fawkes, in an under tone, as he rode up.
"Where is he ?" demanded Catesby, hastily.
"Here," replied a voice.

"But, fear nothing.

I am a friend." "I must have stronger assurance than that," replied Catesby.

"Who are you ?" "Robert Keyes," replied the other, "Do you not know my voice ?" "In good truth I did not," rejoined Catesby; "and you have spoken just in time.