You waste time, and exhaust my patience and your own by these unavailing supplications.

When I embarked in this enterprise, I embraced all its dangers, all its crimes if you will, and I shall not shrink from them.

The extent of Tresham's treachery is not yet known to us.

There may be--and God grant it!--extenuating circumstances in his conduct that may save his life.
But, as the case stands at present, his offence appears of that dye that nothing can wash it out but his blood." And he turned to depart.
"When do you expect this wretched man ?" asked Viviana, arresting him.
"At nightfall," replied Fawkes.
"Oh! that there were any means of warning him of his danger!" she cried.
"There are none," rejoined Fawkes, fiercely,--"none that you can adopt.
And I must lay my injunctions upon you not to quit your chamber." So saying, he retired.
Left alone, Viviana became a prey to the most agonizing reflections.
Despite the strong, and almost unaccountable interest she felt in Guy Fawkes, she began to repent the step she had taken in joining him, as calculated to make her a party to his criminal conduct.

But this feeling was transient, and was succeeded by a firmer determination to pursue the good work she had undertaken.
"Though slight success has hitherto attended my efforts," she thought, "that is no reason why I should relax them.