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Brought up short, Will tiptoes over to the chimney corner. Why will toes stump when one most wants to move noiselessly? He is panting still too with his hurrying and with all he has to tell. "She says," begins Will before he has even reached Mother's side and his whisper is awesome, "Gammer says that Margery is more than any ailin', she is."
Warner cites an entry in some accounts of the Hospital of St. Bartholomew at Sandwich, under 1569: "For tournynge the spytte, iiijd." and this was when the mayor of the borough dined with the prior. A royal personage gave, of course, more. The play of "Gammer Gurton's Needle," written about 1560, opens with a speech of Diccon the Bedlam, or poor Tom, where he says:
The characters of the play, which is written in rime, are of the English middle class. Gammer Gurton's Needle, the work of William Stevenson, a little-known pre-Shakespearean writer, was acted at Christ's College, Cambridge, shortly after the middle of the sixteenth century. This play borrows hardly anything from the classical stage.
"Good lad!" he grinned. "Ye be a play-actor, for sure?" "Certainly I am not! Pray how may I get to Tonbridge?" "Why, like Gammer Perkins' old sow," he grinned, "one leg afore t' other! I bean't sich a green 'un as ye think." "Thank you for nothing!" said I sharply. "Oh, ye can't make a fule of I!" quoth he, grinning. "No," I retorted, "Nature has done so already!"
"You can look round the house for the cock now if you like," she said contemptuously, slapping down the order upon the table, "and you can see if you can find him." "Is he still on the top of your tester-bed?" demanded the policeman. "Go and look," responded Mrs. Gammer, with a snort. "You can take the turk's-head brush and brush him down!"
The man stared down, stupefied, upon the lad, then shook his head and muttered "Gone stark mad as any Tom o' Bedlam!" then collared him once more, and said with a coarse laugh and an oath, "But mad or no mad, I and thy Gammer Canty will soon find where the soft places in thy bones lie, or I'm no true man!"
And as I said 'Hodge, my dear Hodge, you tumbled about like a kernel of corn which a dung-beetle blows with his breath. No, no, my worthy and virtuous Gammer Gurton, it was not Tib who called the handsome Hodge, and more than that, I saw Tib, as your contest began, go out at the courtyard gate." "It was not Tib!" exclaimed Gammer Gurton, much moved, and happy as love could make her.
"You have made the will and declared me your heir? Come, then, Gammer Gurton, come, let us go to the justice of the peace!" "But do you not see, then," said Gammer Gurton, with a tender, cat-like purr, "do you not see, then, that you rumple my frill when you hug me so? Let me go, then, and help me find my needle quickly, for without the needle we cannot go to the justice of the peace."
Sibyll, startled from her revery, looked up, and saw something dusk and dwarf-like perched upon the crumbling eminence. Presently this apparition leaped lightly into the garden, and the alarm of the women was lessened on seeing a young boy creep stealthily over the grass and approach the open door. "Hey, child!" said Madge, rising. "What wantest thou?" "Hist, gammer, hist! Ah, the young mistress?
The cottagers with whom I talked that summer's evening cherished a monumental ignorance regarding the real significance of the events which had shaken England to its very roots since I had last seen Tarn Regis. Gammer Joy's view seemed to be fairly typical. We had become German; England belonged to Germany; the Radicals had sold us to the Kaiser and so forth.
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