'Tis his wench the Captain hath run away with.

She thinketh him gibbeted, and--" Here the door was flung open suddenly, and in rushed another soldier.
"Have you heard the news ?" he cried.
"News ?" cried the others, turning round to look at him.
"Why, yes.

Her Majesty hath been robbed of a jewel.

The traitor's head that grinned on the gate hath been stolen, I tell you, and there sticketh a dog's head in its place.

'Tis true." "Who has done it ?" "That's the point," said the messenger, who was plainly proud to have so much news to tell.