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The horses were watered by ostlers who hummed the opprobrious song about Privy Seal, called 'Crummock. In the hillocks and lawns of the park round the palace Lutherans waited all night to welcome their Queen. They lit small fires on the turf and, standing round them, sang triumphal hymns.
Here was a false accusation of treason against her foster-mother's self. 'I will soon end it or mend it, or lose mine own head, Katharine ended. 'Aye, pull down Cur Crummock, Cicely said. 'I think the King shall not long stay away from thy desires. The old knight burst in: 'I take it ill that ye speak of these things. I take it ill. I will not have 'ee lose thy head in these quarrels.
'Husband, Cicely laughed round at him, 'three years ago Cur Crummock had the heads of all my menfolk, having sworn they were traitors. 'The more reason that he have not mine and thine now, the old knight answered grimly. 'I am not for these meddlings in things that concern neither me nor thee. Cicely Elliott set her elbows upon her knees and her chin upon her knuckles.
'Oh, a God's name bring not Flail Crummock into this household, the young man cut in. 'Would you undo us all? 'Ignoble, ignoble, to twit a man with that Eton villainy, the magister answered. 'A God's name bring not Privy Seal into the quarrel, the young man repeated. 'None of us of the Old Faith believe that lie. 'Keep thy tongue off Cromwell's name, young fool, his grandfather said.
'You! she said. 'It was Sir Nicholas should have it conveyed. 'That poor, silly old man shall not be hanged in this matter, Cicely answered. 'It is all one to me. If Crummock would have had my head he could have shortened me by that much a year ago. Katharine's eyes dilated proudly. 'Give me my letter, she said; 'I will have no woman in trouble for me. The dark girl laughed at her.
'Oh, before God! Udal cried out, 'I have suckled you with learned writers; I have carried letters for you; will you give me to die? and Margot wailed from a deep chest: 'The magister so well hath loved thee. Give him not into die hands of Cur Crummock! would I had never told thee that they plotted!
'But before God, he asseverated, 'though I have known these twenty-nine months that she sent away her letters in the crusts of pudding pies, never hath cur Crummock had word of it. 'A fool he, to set thee to spy upon a petticoat, she answered pleasantly. 'Woman, he answered hotly, 'crowns I have made by making reports to Privy Seal.
'And if Crummock looseneth grip, Crummock's power in the land waneth. She looked up at him with a coy pleasure. 'Hatest Cromwell then full fell-ly? she asked. He put his hands upon her shoulders and solemnly regarded her. 'Woman, he said; 'this man rideth England with seven thousand spies; these three years I have lived in terror of my life.
Crummock is down: Cromwell is down. He rode all through the night thinking of these things, for, because he carried letters from the English ambassador to the King of England, the gates of no small town could stay his passing through. Five men talked in the long gallery overlooking the River Thames.
'In these changing days many upstarts are come about the Court, he went on with his lesson. 'Such were not here in the old days. Crummock hath wrought this. Seek advancement; pleasure your mistress, who can advance you; smile upon the magister, who, being advanced, can advance you. Speak courteous and fair words to any great lords that shall observe you. So we can rise in the world.
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