This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1849 edition. Excerpt: ... holy religion; but I find I was mistaken. When Father Garnet arrives, I beseech you let me see him instantly. Or, if he should not come speedily, entreat Miss Radcliffe to grant me a few moments in private." " Why not unburthen yourself to me?" returned Catesby, distrustfully. " In your circumstances I should desire no better confessor than a brother soldier--no other crucifix than a swordhilt." " Nor I," rejoined Fawkes. " But this is no confession I am about to make. What I have to say relates to others, not to myself." " Indeed " exclaimed Catesby, " Then there is the more reason why it should not be deferred. I hold it my duty to tell you that the fever of your wound will, in all probability, produce delirium. Make your communication while your senses remain to you. And whatever you enjoin shall be rigorously fulfilled." ' Will you swear this?" cried Fawkes, eagerly. Bat before an answer could be returned, he added in an altered tone, " No, --no, --it cannot be." " This is no time for anger," rejoined Catesby, sternly; " or I should ask whether you doubt the assurance I have given you?" " I doubt nothing but your compliance with my request," returned Fawkes. " And oh if you hope to be succoured at your hour of need, tell Miss Radcliffe I desire to speak with her." " The message will not need to be conveyed," said Viviana, who had noiselessly entered the room; " she is here." Guy Fawkes turned his gaze in the direction of the voice; and, notwithstanding his own deplorable condition, he was filled with concern at the change wrought in her appearance by the terrible shock she had undergone. Her countenance was as pale as death--her eyes, from which no tears would flow, as is ever the case with the deepest distress, were glassy and...