"Why, it was worth being taken prisoner, were it only for the sake of seeing them.
They looked like a number of old owls, suddenly disturbed by daylight--some of them round eyed with astonishment, some of them hissing menacingly.

By my faith, Philip, it will go hard with you, if you ever fall into the hands of those worthies.
"But a truce to jokes.

We owe you our lives, Philip; of that there is not a shadow of doubt.

Though I have no more fear than another of death in battle, I own that I have a dread of being tortured and burned.

It was a bold stroke, thus to carry off the men who have been the leaders of the persecution against us." "There was nothing in the feat, if it can be called a feat," Philip said.