He only told the one falsehood he was bade to tell, and of his own head invented nothing.
"Mates," said Dierich, "I doubt he speaks sooth.

I told the burgomaster how 'twould be.

He met the dwarf galloping Peter Buyskens's mule from Sevenbergen.

'They have sent that imp to Gerard,' says he, 'so, then, Gerard is at Sevenbergen.' 'Ah, master!' says I, ''tis too late now.

We should have thought of Sevenbergen before, instead of wasting our time hunting all the odd corners of Tergou for those cursed parchments that we shall never find till we find the man that took 'em.