His worship said unto him, gravely, -
"Joseph Carnaby! Joseph Carnaby! hast thou never read the words
'PUT UP THY SWORD'?"
"Subornation! your worship!" cried Master Joe. "The fellow hath
ne'er a shilling in leather or till, and many must go to suborn one
like me."
"I do believe it of thee," said Sir Thomas; "but patience, man!
patience! he rather tended toward exculpating thee. Ye have far to
walk for dinner; ye may depart."
They went accordingly.
Then did Sir Thomas say, "These are hot men, Silas!"
And Master Silas did reply unto him, -
"There are brands that would set fire to the bulrushes in the mill-
pool. I know these twain for quiet folks, having coursed with them
over Wincott.
Sir Thomas then said unto William, "It behooveth thee to stand clear
of yon Joseph, unless when thou mayest call to thy aid the Matthew
Atterend thou speakest of. He did then fight valiantly, eh?"
WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE.
"His cause fought valiantly; his fist but seconded it. He won,--
proving the golden words to be no property of our lady's, although
her Highness hath never disclaimed them."
SIR THOMAS.
"What art thou saying?"
WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE.
"So I heard from a preacher at Oxford, who had preached at Easter in
the chapel-royal of Westminster.
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