He made his weapons ready , and took his position in a corner of the room behind the door . If ill was intended , he would sell his life dear . The sound of many feet , the challenge , and the password , sounded overhead along the battlements ; the watch was being changed . And just then there came a scratching at the door of the chamber ; it grew a little louder ; then a whisper : `` Dick , Dick , it is I ! '' Dick ran to the door , drew the bolt , and admitted Matcham . He was very pale , and carried a lamp in one hand and a drawn dagger in the other . `` Shut me the door , '' he whispered . `` Swift , Dick ! This house is full of spies ; I hear their feet follow me in the corridors ; I hear them breathe behind the arras . '' `` Well , content you , '' returned Dick , `` it is closed . We are safe for this while , if there be safety anywhere within these walls . But my heart is glad to see you . By the mass , lad , I thought ye were sped ! Where hid ye ? '' `` It matters not , '' returned Matcham . `` Since we be met , it matters not . But , Dick , are your eyes open ? Have they told you of to-morrow 's doings ? '' `` Not they , '' replied Dick . `` What make they to-morrow ? ''
`` To-morrow , or to-night , I know not , '' said the other , `` but one time or other , XXXXX , they do intend upon your life .
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