Mr.Topcliffe tormented the Catholics that fell into his hands; plotted with Mr.Thomas FitzHerbert, and bargained for Padley (which he subsequently lost again) on the terms here drawn out.
My Lord Shrewsbury rode about Derbyshire, directed the search for recusants and presided at their deaths; priests of all kinds came and went in disguise; Mr.Owen went about constructing hiding-holes; Mr.
Bassett lived defiantly at Langleys, and dabbled a little (I am afraid) in occultism; Mr.Fenton was often to be found in Hathersage--all these things took place as nearly as I have had the power of relating them.
Two localities only, I think, are disguised under their names--Booth's Edge and Matstead.

Padley, or rather the chapel in which the last mass was said under the circumstances described in this book, remains, to this day, close to Grindleford Station.

A Catholic pilgrimage is made there every year; and I have myself once had the honour of preaching on such an occasion, leaning against the wall of the old hall that is immediately beneath the chapel where Mr.Garlick and Mr.Ludlam said their last masses, and were captured.

If the book is too sensational, it is no more sensational than life itself was to Derbyshire folk between 1579 and 1588.
It remains only, first, to express my extreme indebtedness to Dom Bede Camm's erudite book--"Forgotten Shrines"-- from which I have taken immense quantities of information, and to a pile of some twenty to thirty other books that are before me as I write these words; and, secondly, to ask forgiveness from the distinguished family that takes its name from the FitzHerberts and is descended from them directly; and to assure its members that old Sir Thomas, Mr.John, Mr.Anthony, and all the rest, down to the present day, outweigh a thousand times over (to the minds of all decent people) the stigma of Mr.Thomas' name.

Even the apostles numbered one Judas! ROBERT HUGH BENSON.
_Feast of the Blessed Thomas More, 1912.
Hare Street House, Buntingford._.