"It is a terrible alternative." "Fear nothing, dear daughter," observed the priest.

"The saints, who have thus marvellously protected us, will continue to watch over us to the end, and will make the path over yon perilous waste as safe as the ground on which we tread." "I like not the appearance of the sky," observed Guy Fawkes, looking uneasily upwards.

"Before we reach the spot you have pointed out, the moon will be obscured.

Will it be safe to traverse the moss in the dark ?" "It is our only chance," replied the young merchant, speaking in a low tone, that his answer might not reach Viviana's ears; "and after all, the darkness may be serviceable.

Our pursuers are so near, that if it were less gloomy, they might hit upon the right track.