But there are others who will remain to carry on the work after I have departed with Your Grace, if Your Grace thinks well.

From the Continent by correspondence we can mature our plans.

In a twelvemonth things will be very different, and we can return with confidence." Grey shrugged and turned his shoulder upon Wilding, but said no word.
There was silence of some few moments.

Andrew Fletcher leaned his elbow on the table and took his brow in his great bony hand.

Wilding's words seemed an echo of those he himself had spoken a week or two ago, only to be overruled by Grey, who swayed the Duke more than did any other--and that he did not do so of fell purpose, and seeking deliberately to work Monmouth's ruin, no man will ever be able to say with certainty.
Ferguson rose, a tall, spare, stooping figure, and smote the board with his fist.