"None!"
"Save Monseigneur l'Evêque himself."
"The bishop of Mechlin?"
"Yes, messire."
"I will fly to him!"
"But he left the city after the show was over. I saw him myself, as with all his knights and men-at-arms, and with several ladies——"
"Ladies, say you?"
"Yes, in horse-litters; he passed out by the gate of St. James."
"For where?" asked Gray, starting up.
"I know not."