The bishops have resolved to stamp it out once and for all, and methinks they will do so right well if they take such steps as these." Sir Oliver's face looked a little relieved as he heard his son's words.
"Then everybody within the district is to be summoned to meet at the priory upon this same day ?" "Ay, verily; all are to be there, from the highest to the lowest.
The lay brothers are going round the country, bidding all to the spectacle.

It is thought that after all have seen what will take place upon that day, there will be no longer any fear of heresy round Chad and Mortimer." The boy ran off to try to learn more details.

Edred stood looking at his father with troubled eyes.
"Father," he said, in a low voice, "must Brother Emmanuel go with us that day ?" Sir Oliver looked down at the paper in his hands.
"It bids me to attend with my family and all my household, save such as must be left to take due care of the house in my absence," said he.

Then he paused awhile in silent thought, and looking up he said suddenly, "Go fetch Brother Emmanuel hither." Edred vanished silently and swiftly, and soon afterwards returned with the monk at his side.
The past few days had left their mark on the thin, spiritual face of the young ecclesiastic.

The knowledge of the peril in which he stood had not daunted his courage, though it had drawn lines in his face and deepened the fire which burned within those dark, resolute eyes.