He has escaped hitherto; but if he becomes more mischievous, no man may know how it will end." "But you would not betray him!" cried Magdalen suddenly.
He looked at her in some surprise, and she coloured under his gaze.
She had not meant much by her words, but she saw that he fancied a purpose in them.
"Mistress Magdalen," he asked suddenly, "what do you know of this man and his work ?" "Very little; only what Anthony Dalaber and Master Clarke have sometimes told us when these matters have been spoken of--no more than you have told me yourself." "But you have sympathy with him and his object ?" "Perhaps I have.

In sooth, I scarce know how I feel about such matters.

I know there is peril.

I love not disobedience, nor scorn those set over us; but yet I feel for those who desire more, and would fain drink of the water of life out of new cisterns.

But what I meant was that it grieved me that any should hold such men in reprobation, or should betray them into the hands of their enemies, should they be in any peril." "It is what we are bidden to do sometimes," spoke Arthur gravely.
"I know; but I could not do it.