Norbury, a lean, silent man, had been to those parts before, and sat his horse with a rigid neck; but the two young squires gazed eagerly to right or left, and plucked each other's sleeves to call attention to the many strange things on every side of them.
"See to the brave stalls!" cried Alleyne.

"See to the noble armor set forth, and the costly taffeta--and oh, Ford, see to where the scrivener sits with the pigments and the ink-horns, and the rolls of sheepskin as white as the Beaulieu napery! Saw man ever the like before ?" "Nay, man, there are finer stalls in Cheapside," answered Ford, whose father had taken him to London on occasion of one of the Smithfield joustings.

"I have seen a silversmith's booth there which would serve to buy either side of this street.

But mark these houses, Alleyne, how they thrust forth upon the top.

And see to the coats-of-arms at every window, and banner or pensil on the roof." "And the churches!" cried Alleyne.