“Who were your accomplices?”
Then the dark eyes shot forth fire.
“You would have me betray my friends!” said Guy Fawkes. “The giving warning to one hath overthrown us all.”
It was found impossible to obtain any further information from Fawkes. Neither fear nor coaxing would induce him to name his accomplices. He was sent to the Tower, which he entered by Traitor’s Gate.
“Well, to be sure! Whatten a thingcum’s (what sort of a thing) this? Has summat happened sin’ we went to bed? Rachel! I say, Rachel, lass! come here.”
Rachel heard the exclamation when Charity opened the front door, and came running with a wooden spoon in her hand.
“See thou, lass! dost thou see all them soldiers drawn right across th’ street? Look, they’re turning folks back ’at goes up, and willn’t let ’em pass. There’s summat up, for sure! What is it, thinkst thou?”
“Thou’d best ask somebry (somebody) as comes down from ’em,” suggested Rachel: “or send in next door. Eh, Mistress Abbott will be some mad (greatly vexed), to think hoo’s missed th’ news by lying abed.”
“Ah, hoo will. Here—I say, Master! What’s up, can you tell us?”
The man addressed stopped. He had been up to the cordon, and had been turned back by them.