As soon as ever the gates of the town were opened on the morrow he ought to start away to some place of safety.
But where could such a place be found?
The three young men went upstairs to Dalaber's lodging, where Garret was standing by the darkening window, lost in thought.
"Yes, I must go," he said, in answer to their words.

"I am no longer safe here, and for the sake of the cause I must needs hide myself awhile.

And yet I sometimes think it might come as well soon as late, if come it must.

And surely that will be the end.

I have felt it for long." "What end ?" asked Dalaber, with a little shudder.
"Martyrdom," answered Garret, a quick flash in his eye, which the light, just kindled, seemed to reflect back.