The young man also rose and began to pace the floor.
"Even did Law escape," he began, "it would mean only his flight from England."
"True," said the Lady Catharine, "that is all planned. The ship even now awaits him in the Pool. He is to take ship at once upon leaving prison, and he sails at once from England. He goes to France."
"But, my dear Lady Catharine, this means that he must part from you."
"Of course, it means our parting."
"Oh, but you said—but I thought—"
"But I said—but you thought—Sir Arthur, do not stand there prating like a little boy!"
"You do not, then, keep your prisoner bound by other fetters after he escapes from Newgate?"
"I do nothing unwomanly, and I do nothing, I trust, ignoble. I go to meet the Knollys fate, whatever it may be."
"Lady Catharine," cried Pembroke, passionately, "I have said I loved you. Never in my life did I love you as I do now!"