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an
unholy and polluted thing, in presence of the highest ecclesiastics of the
land. In truth, I hold it a crime and a sin. I would that such a scene
might even now be averted."
"I should well like to see it!" spoke Dalaber, with that eager
impetuosity which characterized his movements. "I hate the thing
myself, yet I would fain see it, too. It would be something to remember,
something to speak of in future days, when, perchance, the folly of it
will be made manifest.
"Clarke, let us to London tomorrow! Easter is nigh at hand, and your
lectures have ceased for the present. Come with me, and let us see this
sight, and bring back word to our friends here how they regard this
matter in London. What do you say?"
Clarke's face was grave and thoughtful.

"I have some thoughts of visiting London myself during the next week,
but I had not thought to go to see the burning of books at Paul's Cross."
"But that is what I wish to see!" cried Dalaber. "So, whether you
accompany me thither or not, at least let us travel to London together,
and quickly. It will be a thing to remember in days to come; for verily I
believe that the church will awaken soon, and like a giant refreshed
with wine will show what is in her, and will gather her children about
her as a hen gathers her chickens under her wings, and will feed them,
and care for them, and be as she has been before to them, and that we
shall see an end of the darkness and indifference which has fallen like a
pall upon this land."
Clarke rose with a smile, for the twilight was falling, and he spoke his
farewells to one after another of the doctor's family.
Magdalen's eyes looked longest into his, as his dwelt with a dreamy
softness upon her face.
"Are you really going to London? Will it be safe?"
"As safe as Oxford, sweet mistress. I apprehend no peril either there or
here. But at least I am a stranger there, whilst here any man who asks
may know the thing I believe. I am not afraid or ashamed to speak the
truth I hold."
Clarke and Dalaber went out together, and Magdalen turned anxiously
upon her father.
"What did he mean?"
Dr. Langton smiled, but he also sighed a little.
"Do not be fearful, my children; we know of no peril in the present. But
we may not hide our faces from the fact that in past days this peril has
threatened those who dare to speak and think the thing they hold to be
truth, when that opinion is not shared by those in high places. Yet let us
be thankful in that, for the present time, no peril threatens either John

Clarke and his friends or Anthony Dalaber, their pupil."
Chapter II
: "Christian Brothers"
"Freda, I am going to London with Master Clarke. We start at noon
today. We travel by road and river, and hope to accomplish our journey
in three days. You will wish me Godspeed ere I go?"
Freda, her hands full of golden king cups, the sunshine of the morning
lighting her fair face and deep, dark eyes, turned at the sound of the
voice beside her, and met the burning glance of Anthony Dalaber.
"You go to see the burning of the books!" she said, speaking under her
breath. "O Anthony, how canst thou?--the Word of God!"
"Better they should burn the insentient books than the men who preach
the living Word!" spoke Anthony, suddenly putting out his hands and
clasping hers. "Freda, there have been men burnt alive before this for
speaking such words as we in Oxford whisper amongst ourselves. If
such a fate should befall some of us here--should befall me--wouldst
thou grieve for me?"
Her eyes dilated as she gazed at him.
"What are you saying?" she asked slowly. "Is there peril in this journey?
Is there peril menacing you here in Oxford?"
"There is ever peril where men dare to think for themselves and to read
forbidden books."
"Master Clarke says they are not forbidden of God or of His Holy
Church."
"That may be so; but they are forbidden by men who speak in the name
and power of the church," answered Anthony, "and with them lies the
issue of life and death for so many. Freda, what would you do in my

place? Would you forsake these paths which lead to peril, or would you
pursue them fearlessly to the end--even, if need be, unto death?"
A sudden, intense light leaped into her eyes. She put forth her hand,
which she had withdrawn gently from his ardent clasp, and laid it
lightly upon