"I am eager to prove my innocence." "We are satisfied with the proof we have already obtained," returned Garnet.
Tresham dropped on his knees in speechless gratitude.
"We are spared the necessity of being your executioners, my son," pursued Garnet, "and I rejoice at it.

But I cannot acquit you of the design to betray us; and till you have unburthened your whole soul to me, and proved by severe and self-inflicted penance that you are really penitent, you must remain a captive within these walls." "I will disguise nothing from you, father," replied Tresham, "and will strive to expiate my offence by the severest penance you choose to inflict." "Do this, my son," rejoined Garnet; "leave no doubt of your sincerity, and you may be yet restored to the place you have forfeited, and become a sharer in our great enterprise." "I will never trust him more," observed Fawkes.
"Nor I," added Keyes.
"_I_ will," rejoined Catesby: "not that I have more faith in him than either of you; but I will so watch him that he shall not dare to betray us.

Nay, more," he added, in an under tone, to Garnet, "I will turn his treachery to account.

He will be a useful spy upon our enemies." "If he can be relied on," observed Garnet.
"After this, you need have no fears," rejoined Catesby, with a significant smile.
"The first part of your penance, my son," said Garnet, addressing Tresham, "shall be to pass the night in solitary vigil and prayer within the vault.

Number your transgressions, and reflect upon their enormity.
Consider not only the injury your conduct might have done us, but the holy church of which you are so sinful a member.