For an instant, so strange was the light, so immense the shadows on this side spread over the tumbled ground up to the lads themselves, so vast the great vault of illuminated sky, that it seemed to Robin as if he saw a vision....

Then the strangeness passed, as Mr.Garlick turned away again to beckon to them; and the boy thought no more of it at that time.
They uncovered as they rode towards the priest, and bowed low to him as he lifted his hand with a few words of Latin; and the next instant they were in talk.
Mr.Simpson, like his friends, was a youngish man at this time, with a kind face and great, innocent eyes that seemed to wonder and question.
Mr.Ludlam, too, was under thirty years old, plainly not of gentleman's birth, though he was courteous and well-mannered.

It seemed a great matter to these three to have fallen in with young Mr.Babington, whose family was so well-known, and whose own fame as a scholar, as well as an ardent Catholic, was all over the county.
Robin said little; he was overshadowed by his friend; but he listened and watched as the four spoke together, and learned that Mr.Simpson had been made priest scarcely a month before, and was come from Yorkshire, which was his own county, to minister in the district of the Peak at least for awhile.

He heard, too, news from Douay, and that the college, it was thought, might move from there to another place under the protection of the family of De Guise, since her Grace was very hot against Douay, whence so many of her troubles proceeded, and was doing her best to persuade the Governor of the Netherlands to suppress it.
However, said Mr.Simpson, it was not yet done.
Anthony, too, in his turn gave the news of the county; he spoke of Mr.
Fenton, of the FitzHerberts and others that were safe and discreet persons; but he said nothing at that time of Mr.Audrey of Matstead, at which Robin was glad, since his shame deepened on him every hour, and all the more now that he had met with those three men who rode so gallantly through the country in peril of liberty or life itself.

Nor did he say anything of the FitzHerberts except that they might be relied upon.
"We must be riding," said Garlick at last; "these moors are strange to me; and it will be dark in half an hour." "Will you allow me to be your guide, sir ?" asked Anthony of the priest.
"It is all in my road, and you will not be troubled with questions or answers if you are in my company." "But what of your friend, sir ?" "Oh! Robin knows the country as he knows the flat of his hand.