Thou mayest see that sight, too, an thou purposest to stay with us so long." "I would gladly do so," answered Cuthbert, who remembered that he was bidden not to return to the forest too quickly.

He knew that, now he was safely away, Joanna would allow all search to be made after him there, and that it would soon be ascertained that he had fled.

But whilst that search was going on, he was safest in London, and was glad enough of the opportunity of seeing any gay pageant.
As he lay in his narrow bed that night, enjoying the comfort of it after his chilly nook in the tree, which had been his best shelter of late, and somewhat disturbed by the noises that from time to time arose from the street below, he recalled to mind the strange greeting he had received from Anthony Cole, and wondered anew at his mysterious words.
And then his fancy somehow strayed to the great Parliament Houses of which his uncle had spoken.

He remembered that strange dark journey across the river from Lambeth and the lonely house there to Westminster and its lofty palaces.

He recalled the locality of the house he had entered, where Catesby and his friends were assembled at some strange toil, and the terrified aspect these men all wore when some unexpected sound had smitten upon their ears.