Know you Nichole Cammet ?" "I have heard of the man," I said.

"A town's messenger, is he not ?" "The same.

But a week agone, Cammet was sent on a swift horse to Chateau Thierry.

The good town craved of Pothon de Xaintrailles, who commands there, to send them what saltpetre he could spare for making gunpowder.
The saltpetre came in this day by the Pierrefonds Gate, and Cammet with it, but on another horse, a jade." "Well, and what have the Scots to do with that ?" "No more than this.

A parcel of them, routiers and brigands, have crept into an old castle on the road, and hold it for their own hands.