I drew close beside him and his clerk, Mr.Faggot, thinking the moment favourable for my own liberation, and intimated to Mr.Foxley my determination to stand by him.

But Mr.Herries only laughed at the menacing posture which we assumed.

'My good neighbour,' said he, 'you talk of a witness.

Is yon crazy beggar a fit witness in an affair of this nature ?' 'But you do not deny that you are Mr.Herries of Birrenswork, mentioned in the Secretary of State's warrant ?' said Mr.Foxley.
'How can I deny or own anything about it ?' said Herries, with a sneer.
'There is no such warrant in existence now; its ashes, like the poor traitor whose doom it threatened, have been dispersed to the four winds of heaven.

There is now no warrant in the world.' 'But you will not deny,' said the Justice, 'that you were the person named in it; and that--eh--your own act destroyed it ?' 'I will neither deny my name nor my actions, Justice,' replied Mr.
Herries, 'when called upon by competent authority to avow or defend them.