At the mention of this name, Tresham, who was one of the party, turned pale as death, and trembled so violently that he could scarcely support himself.

Having been allowed to go forth on that day, the visit of Lord Mounteagle at this juncture, coupled with the agitation it occasioned him, seemed to proclaim him guilty of treachery for the second time.
"You have betrayed us, villain!" cried Catesby, drawing his dagger; "but you shall not escape.

I will poniard you on the spot." "As you hope for mercy, do not strike!" cried Tresham.

"On my soul, I have not seen Lord Mounteagle, and know not, any more than yourselves, what brings him hither.

Put it to the proof.