r,
and such as had order to keep their houses, and sixty-two more."

"Why, that were to except them all!" cried Mr Holland.

"Nay, they excepted not them in Newgate, nor the Counter."

"A goodly procession of pardoned men!" said John.

"Well," said Dr Thorpe, after a short pause, "the Queen's reign is now
fairly established; what shall the end be?"

"Ask not me," replied Mr Ferris.

"We know what it shall be," answered Mr Rose, thoughtfully. "`I will
overturn, overturn, overturn, until He come whose right it is, and I
will give it Him.' Let as pray for His coming. And in the mean time
have we a care that our loins be girded about, and our lamps burning;
that when He cometh and knocketh, we may open unto Him immediately. We
shall be unready to open immediately, if our hands be overfull of
worldly matters. It were not well to have to say to Him, `Lord, let me
lay down this high post, and that public work, and these velvet robes,
and this sweet cup, and this bitter one--and then I will open unto
Thee.' I had rather mine hand were on the latch of the door, looking
out for Him."

"But, Father Rose, men must see to public matters, and wear velvet
robes, and carry weights of all fashions--why, the world would stand
still else!"

"Must men do these things, Master Ferris? yet be there two ways of doing
them. Believe me, there is one other thing they must do--they must meet
Christ."

A jovial, merry, gallant gentleman was George Ferris; and a Protestant--
of some sort. But he outlived the persecution. It was not of such
stuff as _his_ that martyrs were made. The gorgeous pageants were over,
and the bitter suffering came back.

Parliament was opened on the 13th of November, with a solemn mass of the
Holy Ghost, the Queen herself being present in her robes; but as soon as
the mass began, the Archbishop of York, and the Bishops of Lincoln and
Hereford, rose and attempted to walk out of the House. Hands were laid
on the Bishop of Lincoln, and his Parliament robe taken from him; and
upon confession of his faith, (which he made boldly) he was cited before
the Council. The Archbishop and the Bishop of Hereford were suffered to
depart for that time; but rumour ran that Hereford would soon be
deprived, being a married priest. Perhaps he was not made of metal that
would bear the furnace; for God took His child home, before the day of
suffering came. The rough wind was stayed again in the day of the east
wind. Bu