The young carpenter had done his work excellently, and Marjorie had taken care that there had been no neglect since the work had been done. Yet so short was the time since the hearing of the horses' feet, that as the girl slipped out of the press again after drawing back the secret door, there came the loud knocking beneath, for which they had waited with such agony.
"Quick!" she said….
From within, as she waited, came the priest's whisper. "Is this to be pushed—?"
"Yes; yes."
There was the sound of sliding wood and a little snap. Then she closed the doors of the press again.
IV
Mr. Audrey outside grew indignant, and the more so since he was unhappy.
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He had had the message from my lord Shrewsbury that a magistrate of her Grace should show more zeal; and, along with this, had come a private intimation that it was suspected that Mr. Audrey had at least once warned the recusants of an approaching attack. It would be as well, then, if he would manifest a little activity….
But it appeared to him the worst luck in the world that the hunt should lead him to Mistress Manners' door.