human
I fear me your kindness, good Master Hathaway, he said,
gpt
Heed it not, said the good farmer,
human
But, in me, said the priest,
gpt
I know you only as one in need, returned the farmer.
human
Those who search know for what they search. You are welcome to my roof whilst needing it. When you no longer need it, go forth.
gpt
I shall never leave it alive, said the priest.
human
Listen whilst I relate the causes which have driven me to this extremity.
gpt
Go to, said Hathaway,
human
You doubtless know me, said the priest,
gpt
Hap I do, hap I don't, said the farmer.
human
Take another sip of the warm sack my dame hands you, and go on from thence. At least I've heard of the events of that night.
gpt
I escaped pursuit on that night, said the priest.
human
They sought me in the south, but I fled north, across the border, and took refuge in Scotland.
gpt
Ah! said old Hathaway,
human
I dare be sworn there you found plenty of your own sort. Scot and plot hath rhymed together pretty often during this reign.
gpt
It hath, said Eustace;
human
One you found ready-made to your hand, said Hathaway;
gpt
Eh?
human
I did, said the priest.
gpt
I fell in, whilst in the mountains, with one Morgan, also a fugitive from England: he introduced me to Babington, Savage, and others, who were zealous Catholics, and engaged in a project for dethroning Elizabeth, and restoring by force of arms the exercise of the ancient and true religion. The Pope, the Spaniard, and the Duke of Guise, had all emissaries amongst this company. I, however, persuaded them of the vanity of any attempts upon the kingdom, so long as one so prudent and popular as Elizabeth was suffered to live. An assassination, an insurrection, and an invasion, must at one and the same time be attempted, I told them, that they saw at once the force of my arguments. We met, during this discussion, in an old castle situate in Strathdon, and called Corgarff--a wild and desolate place. To you who dwell in fertile and pleasant England, my good folks, continued the priest,
human
In few, continued the priest,
gpt
Alas! alas! what terrible doings you who meddle with religious matters think upon, said Master Hathaway;
human
Alas! thou speakest wiser than thou art aware of, said the father,
gpt
I feel, he said,
human
Truly a heavy weight to lay upon the breast of a sick man, said Hathaway, shuddering.
gpt
And how then came you thus?