‘so early,’ as he called it, but straightway trussed on his rags and went with the youth, only saying it had been better manners that your worship came yourself, not sent a stranger — and so — ”

“And so thou’rt a fool! — a fool and easily cozened — hang all thy breed! Yet mayhap no hurt is done. Possibly no harm is meant the boy. I will go fetch him. Make the table ready. Stay! the coverings of the bed were disposed as if one lay beneath them — happened that by accident?”

“I know not, good your worship. I saw the youth meddle with them — he that came for the boy.”

“Thousand deaths!

’Twas done to deceive me — ’tis plain ’twas