Anthony took it curiously, and holding it close to the fire drew off the little case; there was the wax medal stamped with the lamb, called Agnus Dei.
“Th-there,” cried the man from the bed, “now I have p-put myself in your hands—and if more is w-wanted——” and as Anthony came back holding the medal, the man fumbled beneath the pillow and drew out a rosary.
“N-now, sir, do you believe me?”
It was felony to possess these things and Anthony had no more doubts.
“Yes,” he said, “and I ask your pardon.” And he gave back the Agnus Dei. “But there is no sedition in this?”
“N-none, sir, I give you my word,” said the man, apparently greatly relieved, and sinking back on his pillow. “I will tell you all, and you can judge for yourself; but you will promise to be secret.” And when Anthony had given his word, he went on.
“M-Mass was to have been said in Newman’s Court on Sunday, at number 3, but that c-cursed spy Walsingham, hath had wind of it. His men have been lurking round there; and it is not safe. However, there is no need to say that to Mr. Maxwell; he will understand enough if you will give him a message of half a dozen words from me,—Mr. Roger. You can tell him that you saw me, if you wish to. But ah! sir, you give me your word to say no more to any one, not even to Mr. Maxwell himself, for it is in a public place. And then I will tell you the p-place and the m-message; but we must be swift, because the time is near; it is at five of the clock that he will look for a messenger.”
“I give you my word,” said Anthony.
“Well, sir, the place is Papists’ Corner in the Cathedral, and the words are these, ‘Come, for all things are now ready.’ You know sir, that we Catholics go in fear of our lives, and like the poor hares have to double and turn if we would escape. If any overhears that message, he will never know it to be a warning. And it was for that that I asked your word to say no more than your message, with just the word that you had seen me yourself. You may tell him, of course sir, that Mr. Roger had a patch over his eye and st-stuttered a little in his speech; and he will know it is from me then. Now, sir, will you tell me what the message is, and the place, to be sure that you know them; and then, sir, it will be time to go; and God bless you, sir. God bless you for your kindness to us poor papists!”
The man seized Anthony’s gloved hand and kissed it fervently once or twice.