CHAPTER III--THE ROOM OVER THE CHAPEL

From the battlements nothing further was observed. The sun journeyed

westward, and at last went down; but, to the eyes of all these eager

sentinels, no living thing appeared in the neighbourhood of Tunstall

House.

When the night was at length fairly come, Throgmorton was led to a room

overlooking an angle of the moat. Thence he was lowered with every

precaution; the ripple of his swimming was audible for a brief period;

then a black figure was observed to land by the branches of a willow and

crawl away among the grass. For some half hour Sir Daniel and Hatch

stood eagerly giving ear; but all remained quiet. The messenger had got

away in safety.

Sir Daniel's brow grew clearer. He turned to Hatch.

"Bennet," he said, "this John Amend-All is no more than a man, ye see.

He sleepeth. We will make a good end of him, go to!"

All the afternoon and evening, Dick had been ordered hither and thither,

one command following another, till he was bewildered with the number and

the hurry of commissions. All that time he had seen no more of Sir

Oliver, and nothing of Matcham; and yet both the priest and the young lad

ran continually in his mind. It was now his chief purpose to escape from

The Black Arrow