"Is Guy Fawkes one of them ?" "Assuredly not," replied Tresham.

"Why should you name him?
I never mentioned him to your lordship." "I think you did," replied Mounteagle.

"But I am certain you spoke of Catesby." And Tresham's regards involuntarily wandered to the closet, when he beheld the stern glance of the person alluded to fixed upon him.
"You have heard of Viviana Radcliffe's imprisonment, I suppose ?" pursued Mounteagle, unconscious of what was passing.
[Illustration: _Guy Fawkes keeping watch upon Tresham and Lord Mounteagle._] [Illustration: _Viviana examined by the Earl of Salisbury, and the Privy Council in the Star Chamber_] "I have," replied Tresham.
"The Earl of Salisbury expected he would be able to wring all from her, but he has failed," observed Mounteagle.
"I am glad of it," observed Tresham.
"I thought you were disposed to serve him ?" remarked Mounteagle.
"So I am," replied Tresham.

"But, if secrets are to be revealed, I had rather be the bearer of them than any one else.

I am sorry for Viviana." "I could procure her liberation, if I chose," observed Mounteagle.
"Say you so ?" cried Fawkes, clapping him on the shoulder; "then you stir not hence till you have procured it!".