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First came William Bongeor and Thomas Benold; then Mrs Silverside and Mrs Ewring; last, Robert Purcas and Elizabeth Foulkes. They were led out of the Head Gate, to "a plot of ground hard by the town wall, on the outward side," beside the Lexden Road. There stood three great wooden stakes, with a chain affixed to each. The clock of Saint Mary-at-Walls struck six as they reached the spot.
"No, Mistress Wade," said Elizabeth Foulkes, who had stood quietly in a corner as though she were; "but if you'd kindly allow it, I'd fain go up too and have a chat with Rose. My mistress gave me leave for another hour yet."
An increase of a million dollars in the industry has recently been reported, our party was told. The third day we were taken to Pagsanjan Rapids, where the party left in small canoes through a scenic gorge. Mrs. Francis Krull, George Vranizan and Mrs. Vranizan, Mrs. Bruce Foulkes, S. Swartz and Mrs.
After the trial of the Colchester prisoners, the Commissioners passed on to other places, and the town was quiet for a time. Mrs Silverside, Johnson and the children, and Purcas, remained in prison in the Moot Hall, and Elizabeth Foulkes was as truly a prisoner in the house of Henry Ashby. At first she was very kindly treated, in the hope of inducing her to recant.
While Elizabeth Foulkes was passing through these experiences, the Mounts, Rose Allen, and the children, had gone back to Much Bentley as soon as morning broke. Rose took the little ones home to Thorpe, and they met Johnson just at the door of his own cottage. "Truly, friend, I am much beholden to you," said he to Rose, "for your kindly care of my little ones.
We began to feel as if we had forgotten something, and did not know what it was. We wanted something to happen only we didn't exactly know what. So we were very pleased when Father said 'I've asked Mr Foulkes to send his children here for a week or two. You know the kids who came at Christmas. You must be jolly to them, and see that they have a good time, don't you know.
Helen Ewring, the miller's wife, followed: and both were condemned. Then the last of the Moot Hall prisoners, Elizabeth Foulkes, was placed at the bar. "Dost thou believe," inquired Dr Chedsey, "that in the most holy Sacrament of the altar, the body and blood of Christ is really and substantially present?" Elizabeth's reply, in her quiet, clear voice, was audible in every part of the hall.
"It'll be past one, I reckon," said she. "Oh, ay; a good way on toward two," was Rose's answer. "Rose, have you heard aught of Bessy Foulkes of late?" "Nought. I've tried to see her, but they keep hot so close at Master Ashby's there's no getting to her." "And those poor little children of Johnson's. They're yet in prison, trow?" "Oh, ay.
One of the last people in Colchester whom he would have expected to fill Elizabeth Foulkes' vacant place in the ranks was the girl who sat in the porch, looking up at him with those anxious, earnest eyes. "Mistress Amy," he said, "you surely know there is peril in this path? It were well you should count the cost afore you enter on it." "Where is there not peril?" was the answer.
Foremost of their tormentors at this last moment was Nicholas Clere, who showed an especial spite towards Elizabeth Foulkes, and interrupted her dying prayers to the utmost of his power.
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