Pray you, have courage, lady." There came into the corridor a murmur of voices, and there was audible also the sound of a man's footfalls approaching along the flags.
Catharine Knollys looked through the bars of the gate which the turnkey was already beginning to throw open for her.

She looked, and there appeared upon her vision, a sight which caused her heart to stop, which confounded all her reason.

From a side door there advanced John Law, magnificently clad, walking now as though he trod the floor of some great hall or banquet room.
The woman waiting without the gate reached out her arms.

She would have cried aloud.

Then she fell back against the wall, whereat had she not grasped she must have sunk down to the floor.
Upon the arm of John Law, and looking up to him as she walked, there hung the clinging figure of a woman, half-hidden by the flickering shadows of the torches.