"I learned the cry from him, and it is a good one at a pinch, as some of you may remember." Emlyn dried her tears with her sleeve; Cicely sat down and Jacob shovelled the parchments into his big pockets.

Then in burst the Commissioner, to whom some one had opened.
"What's this I hear ?" he cried, addressing Cicely, his face as red as a turkey cock's.

"That you have been working behind my back; that you have told falsehoods of me to his Grace, who called me knave and thief; that I am commanded to pay my fees into the Treasury?
Oh, ungrateful wench, would to God that I had let you burn ere you disgraced me thus." "If you bring so much heat into my poor house, learned Doctor, surely all of us will soon burn," said Jacob suavely.

"The Lady Harflete said nothing that his Highness did not force her to say, as I know who was present, and among so many pickings cannot you spare a single dole?
Come, come, drink a cup of wine and be calm." But Dr.Legh, who had already drunk several cups of wine, would not be calm.

He reviled first one of them and then the other, but especially Emlyn, whom he conceived to be the cause of all his woes, till at length he called her by a very ill name.