Rafe [does not turn at all]. My father will know what to do.... Mayhap he will even open the secret door Gillian telleth of.... Surely, surely he cannot be angry now. [Turns and rushes wildly out (R.)].
[Enter Phyllis (R.), all shaking and trembling.
Phyllis [calls softly]. Rufus! Rufus! Where art thou? [To herself.] Oh, where can the rash boy have gone? He was safe for the time in the Blue Chamber. And now—— Oh, what can I do! I must warn him! [Wrings her hands and goes to window.] Gillian hath told me they are coming to seek him. He must be warned! Oh, where can he have gone? [Goes to door (L.), then to window once more. Enter Rafe, dragging Sir Gilbert by the hand.]
Rafe [breathless]. You needs must listen, Father! Brother Rufus came in at this door and went to the window, softly, to peep out. Then he ran out again and I got me up speedily and ran to the casement. [Tries to draw Sir Gilbert to window, but he resists and stands frowning (R. Center).] And I looked out, Father, and there was someone coming—men—away over toward the village. I saw them. And Rufus is gone up the Tower stairs—— [Phyllis starts forward to door, but turns back.]
Phyllis. The Tower, saidst thou, Rafe?
Rafe. Yes! The Tower! And thou knowest, Father, there is no way of escape from the Tower! Father, tell us what to do!
Phyllis [coming to his side with clasped hands]. Oh, good Uncle, save him while there is yet time!
Rafe. I know thou canst find a way, Father!
[Enter Lady Katherine, the two little girls
clinging to her skirts.