Then came forward Thomas Bolle, who all this while had been standing in the corner, and took him by the neck.
"In the King's name!" he said, "nay, complain not, 'tis your own cry and I have warrant for it," and he knocked Legh's head against the door-post.

"In the King's name, get out of this," and he gave him such a kick as never Royal Commissioner had felt before, shooting him down the passage.

"For the third time in the King's name!" and he hurled him out in a heap into the courtyard.

"Begone, and know if ever I see your pudding face again, in the King's name, I'll break your neck!" Thus did Visitor Legh depart out of the life of Cicely, though in due course she paid him her first year's rent, nor ever asked who took the benefit.
"Thomas," said Emlyn, when he returned smiling at the memory of that farewell kick, "the King was right, I am quick-tempered at times, no ill thing for it has helped me more than once.

Forget, and so will I," and she gave him her hand, which he kissed, then went to see about the supper.
While they ate, which they did heartily who needed food, there came another knock.
"Go, Thomas," said Jacob, "and say we see none to-night." So Thomas went and they heard talk.