But it is of no use.

They are resolved to catch me.

First there was the bribe; then the matter of the Maid; then this; and if I took a hundred oaths they would find one more that I could not, without losing my soul; and that indeed I do not propose to do.

_Quid enim proficit homo ?_" There was a knock at the door a moment later, and a servant came in to beg Mr.More to come downstairs again; the Commissioners were ready for him.
"Then good-day, Mr.Torridon.You will come and see me sometimes, even if not at Chelsea.

Wherever I may be it will be as nigh heaven as Chelsea." Ralph went down with him, and parted from him at the door of the Commissioner's room; and half-an-hour later a message was sent out to him by Cromwell that he need wait no longer; Mr.More had refused the oath, and had been handed over to the custody of the Abbot of Westminster..