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Updated: June 19, 2025
There were many such robes made during the reign of Mary types of those fairer white robes which would be "given to every one of them," when they should have crossed the dark valley, and come out into the light of the glory of God. Only Agnes Bongeor and Helen Ewring had something else to part with.
Mr Ewring only returned Wastborowe's uncivil farewell by a nod, as he walked up High Street towards East Gate. At the corner of Tenant's Lane he turned to the left, and went up to the Castle. A request to see the prisoner there brought about a little discussion between the porter and the gaoler, and an appeal was apparently made to some higher authority.
Wherever can the woman have got to?" Mr Ewring had already tapped several times with his stick on the brick floor of the King's Head kitchen, and had not heard a sound in answer.
With Agnes in her prison was a little baby only a few weeks old, and she must bid it good-bye, and commit it to the care of some friend. Helen Ewring had to say farewell to her husband, who came to see her about four in the morning; and to the surprise of Elizabeth Foulkes, she found herself summoned also to an interview with her widowed mother and her uncle Holt.
"But, Dolly, you did not come all the way from Colchester?" said Cissy. "Ay, I did so, my dear, in the miller's cart, and I'm journeying back in the same. I covenanted to meet him down at the end of yonder lane at three o'clock, and methinks I had best be on my way." "Ay, you have no time to lose," responded Sister Joan. Dorothy found Mr Ewring waiting for her at the end of the lane.
"Oh, how wicked I have been, not to trust God better! and He was getting this ready for us all the while!" Mr Ewring had stayed at the gate, guessing that Dorothy would not be long in fulfilling her errand. He cast the reins on the neck of his old bay horse, and allowed it to crop the grass while he waited. Many a short prayer for the success of the journey went up as he sat there.
"That's comforting, in truth," said poor Agnes. "But, Master Ewring, think you there is any hope that I may yet be allowed to witness for my Lord before men in very deed? To have come so near, and be thrust back! Is there no hope?" Agnes Bongeor was not the only one of the sufferers in this persecution who actually coveted and longed for martyrdom.
Come in, and I'll see if Wastborowe's in a reasonable temper, and that hangs somewhat on the one that Audrey's in." The porter shut the gate behind Mr Ewring, and went to seek Wastborowe. Just then Jane Hiltoft, coming to her door, saw him waiting, and invited him to take a seat. "Fine morning, Master." "Ay, it is, Jane. Have you yet here poor Johnson's little maid?"
"Master Ewring, I am the unhappiest maid in all Colchester." "Truly, I am right sorry to hear it." "I lack one to help me, and I know not to whom to turn. You could, if " "Then in very deed I will. Pray give me to wit how?" Amy looked up at him. "Master Ewring, I set out for Heaven, and I have lost the way." "Why, Mistress Amy! surely you know well enough "
Do tell me what is going to become of us." "My dear heart, peace and happiness, if it please the Lord. Master Ewring and I have come to fetch you all. The Queen is departed to God, and the Lady Elizabeth is now Queen; and the nuns are ready enough to be rid of you.
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