Hall, where I had made a very secret place to keep them safe in, because it was so dangerous to have any such books.  And so, as I was diligently reading in the same book of Lambert upon Luke, suddenly one knocked at my chamber door very hard, which made me astonished, and yet I sat still and would not speak; then he knocked again more hard, and yet I held my peace; and straightway he knocked again yet more fiercely; and then I thought this:  peradventure it is somebody that hath need of me; and therefore I thought myself bound to do as I would be done unto; and so, laying my book aside, I came to the door and opened it, and there was Master Garret, as a man amazed, whom I thought to have been with my brother, and one with him.”

Garret had set out on his expedition into Dorsetshire, but had been frightened, and had stolen back into Oxford on the Friday, to his old hiding place, where, in the middle of the night, the proctors had taken him.  He had been carried to Lincoln, and shut up in a room in the rector’s house, where he had been left all day.  In the afternoon the rector went to chapel, no one was stirring about the college, and he had taken advantage of the opportunity to slip the bolt of the door and escape.  He had a friend at Gloucester College, “a monk who had bought books of him;” and Gloucester lying on the outskirts of the town, he had hurried down there as the readiest place of shelter.  The monk was out; and as no time was to be lost, Garret asked the servant on the staircase to show him Dalaber’s rooms.

As soon as the door was opened, “he said he was undone, for he was taken.”  “Thus he spake unadvisedly in the presence of the young man, who at once slipped down the stairs,” it was to be feared, on no good errand.  “Then I said to him,” Dalaber goes on, “alas, Master Garret, by this your uncircumspect coming here and speaking so before the young man, you have disclosed yourself and utterly undone me.  I asked him why he was not in Dorsetshire.  He said he had gone a day’s journey and a half; but he was so fearful, his heart would none other but that he must needs return again unto Oxford.  With deep sighs and plenty of tears, he prayed me to help to convey him away; and so he cast off his hood and gown wherein he came to me, and desired me to give him a coat with sleeves, if I had any; and he told me that he would go into Wales, and thence convey himself, if he might, into Germany.  Then I put on him a sleeved coat of mine.  He would also have had another manner of cap of me, but I had none but priestlike, such as his own was.

“Then kneeled we both down together upon our knees, and lifting up our hearts and hands to God our heavenly Father, desired him, with plenty of tears, so to conduct and prosper him in his journey, that he might well escape the danger of all his enemies, to the glory of His Holy Name, if His good pleasure and will so were.  And then we embraced and kissed the one the other, the tears so abundantly flowing out from both our eyes, that we all bewet both our faces, and scarcely for sorrow could we speak one to another.  And so he departed from me, apparelled in my coat, being committed unto the tuition of our Almighty and merciful Father.