"And the captain?" asked Porpustone. "Alive, when I last saw him; but we must be off. In another hour all will be hurry and skurry, flight and chase." At this moment from one of the barns there emerged, one by one, the female vultures of the battle.

Master Porpustone found himself completely at the mercy of these brawling customers, the more rude and disorderly from the remembrance of the sour beer in the morning, and Graul Skellet's assurances that Master Porpustone was a malignant Lancastrian.

"But where lodge them while we go to the battle?" "Ned Porpustone hath a hostelry not far from the camp, and Ned is a good Lancastrian, and a man to be trusted." "We have not searched the prisoners," said the lieutenant; "they may have some gold in their pouches." "Marry, when Will Somers storms a hive, little time does he leave to the bees to fly away with much money.

Master Porpustone found himself completely at the mercy of these brawling customers, the more rude and disorderly from the remembrance of the sour beer in the morning, and Graul Skellet's assurances that Master Porpustone was a malignant Lancastrian.

"But where lodge them while we go to the battle?" "Ned Porpustone hath a hostelry not far from the camp, and Ned is a good Lancastrian, and a man to be trusted." "We have not searched the prisoners," said the lieutenant; "they may have some gold in their pouches." "Marry, when Will Somers storms a hive, little time does he leave to the bees to fly away with much money.

Sibyll and her father were assisted out of the vehicle, and, after a few words interchanged with the host, conducted by Master Porpustone himself up the spacious stairs into a chamber, well furnished and fresh littered, with repeated assurances of safety, provided they maintained silence, and attempted no escape. "Ye are in time," said Ned Porpustone to the captain.

"Lord Hastings is known to us," continued Sibyll, perceiving the impression she had made; "suffer us to rest here till he pass this way, and ye will find yourselves repaid for the kindness." "By my troth," said the landlord, "ye are most welcome to all my poor house containeth; and as for these tymbesteres, I value them not a straw. No one can say Ned Porpustone is an ill man or inhospitable.

"And the captain?" asked Porpustone. "Alive, when I last saw him; but we must be off. In another hour all will be hurry and skurry, flight and chase." At this moment from one of the barns there emerged, one by one, the female vultures of the battle.

Sibyll and her father were assisted out of the vehicle, and, after a few words interchanged with the host, conducted by Master Porpustone himself up the spacious stairs into a chamber, well furnished and fresh littered, with repeated assurances of safety, provided they maintained silence, and attempted no escape. "Ye are in time," said Ned Porpustone to the captain.

"Lord Hastings is known to us," continued Sibyll, perceiving the impression she had made; "suffer us to rest here till he pass this way, and ye will find yourselves repaid for the kindness." "By my troth," said the landlord, "ye are most welcome to all my poor house containeth; and as for these tymbesteres, I value them not a straw. No one can say Ned Porpustone is an ill man or inhospitable.