up said unto us: "I consider that it is grown late in the day, so
that the officer cannot carry you to Aylesbury to-night, and I
suppose you will be willing to go back with Mr. Penington; therefore
if you will promise to be forthcoming at his house to-morrow
morning, I will dismiss you for the present, and you shall hear from
me again to-morrow."

We told him we did intend, if he did not otherwise dispose of us, to
spend that night with our friend Isaac Penington, and would, if the
Lord gave us leave, be there in the morning, ready to answer his
requirings. Whereupon he dismissed us all, willing, as we thought,
to be rid of us; for he seemed not to be of an ill temper, nor
desirous to put us to trouble, if he could help it.

Back then we went to Isaac Penington's. But when we were come
thither, oh the work we had with poor John Ovy! He was so dejected
in mind, so covered with shame and confusion of face for his
cowardliness, that we had enough to do to pacify him towards
himself.

The place he had found out to shelter himself in was so commodiously
contrived, that undiscovered he could discern when the soldiers went
off with us, and understand when the bustle was over and the coast
clear. Whereupon he adventured to peep out of his hole, and in a
while drew near by degrees to the house again; and finding all
things quiet and still, he adventured to step within the doors, and
found the Friends who were left behind peaceably settled in the
meeting again.

The sight of this smote him, and made him sit down among them. And