“If you mistrust this person, why not place him in restraint?” pursued Viviana. “You will not mend matters by killing him.”
“She says well,” observed Garnet; “let us put him in some place of security.”
“I am agreed,” replied Fawkes.
“And I,” added Keyes.
“My judgment, then, is overruled,” rejoined Catesby. “But I will not oppose you. We will imprison him in the vault beneath this chamber.”
“He must be without light,” said Garnet.
“And without arms,” added Keyes.
“And without food,” muttered Catesby. “He has only exchanged one death for another.”
The flag was then raised, and Tresham thrust into the vault, after which it was restored to its former position.
“I have saved you from the lesser crime,” cried Viviana to Guy Fawkes; “and, with Heaven's grace, I trust to preserve you from the greater!”