Nothing to be alarmed at! Heaven grant, my dear, dear young lady, that you may never be fatally convinced to the contrary!" "Suppose my apprehensions are as great as your own, Master Heydocke," replied Viviana, who, though somewhat infected by his terrors, still maintained her firmness; "I do not see how the danger is to be averted by idle lamentations and misgivings.

We must meet it boldly; and trust to Him who is our only safeguard in the hour of peril, for protection.
Do not alarm the household, but let all retire to rest as usual." "Right, daughter," observed the priest.

"Preparations for resistance would only excite suspicion." "Can you depend on the servants, in case they are examined ?" asked Viviana of the steward, who by this time had partially recovered his composure.
"I think so," returned Heydocke; "but the threats of the officers are so dreadful, and their conduct so violent and outrageous, that I can scarcely answer for myself.

I would not advise your reverence to remain in that hiding-place," he added, pointing to the chimney-piece; "they are sure to discover it." "If not here, where shall I conceal myself ?" rejoined Oldcorne, uneasily.
"There are many nooks in which your reverence might hide," replied the steward; "but the knaves are so crafty, and so well experienced in their vocation, that I dare not recommend any of them as secure.

I would advise you to remain on the watch, and, in case of alarm, I will conduct you to the oratory in the north gallery, adjoining Mistress Viviana's sleeping-chamber, where there is a panel in the wall, known only to myself and my master, opening upon a secret passage running many hundred yards underground, and communicating with a small outbuilding on the other side of the moat.