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"It puts me past my patience," said he, turning into Tibble's special workshop one afternoon. "Here hath Mistress Hillyer of the Eagle been with me full of proposals that I would give my poor wench to that scapegrace lad of hers, who hath been twice called to account before the guild, but who now, forsooth, is to turn over a new leaf." "So I wis would the Dragon under him," quoth Tibble.
Mr Headley answered the business matters absently, and ended by saying he would think on the council. In Tibble's workroom, with the clatter of a forge close to them, they had not heard a commotion in the court outside.
He made an entry of Tibble's account in a big book, and sent a message to the cofferer to bring the amount. Then Tibble again put his question on behalf of the two young foresters, and the comptroller shook his head. He did not know the name. "Layman, certainly," said Ambrose, somewhat dismayed to find how little, on interrogation, he really knew.
"It puts me past my patience," said he, turning into Tibble's special workshop one afternoon. "Here hath Mistress Hillyer of the Eagle been with me full of proposals that I would give my poor wench to that scapegrace lad of hers, who hath been twice called to account before the guild, but who now, forsooth, is to turn over a new leaf." "So I wis would the Dragon under him," quoth Tibble.
If he were not to obtain admission in any capacity to Saint Paul's School, he felt more drawn to Tibble's friend the printer; for the self-seeking luxurious habits into which so many of the beneficed clergy had fallen were repulsive to him, and his whole soul thirsted after that new revelation, as it were, which Colet's sermon had made to him.
"The smith, a mighty man is he With large and sinewy hands; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands." Longfellow. Stephen's first thought in the morning was whether the ex voto effigy of poor Spring was put in hand, while Ambrose thought of Tibble's promised commendation to the printer. They both, however, found their affairs must needs wait.
He made an entry of Tibble's account in a big book, and sent a message to the cofferer to bring the amount. Then Tibble again put his question on behalf of the two young foresters, and the comptroller shook his head. He did not know the name. "Layman, certainly," said Ambrose, somewhat dismayed to find how little, on interrogation, he really knew.
And perhaps the blackbird's note had awakened echoes in another mind, for she saw Stephen, in his working dress, come out to the door of the shop where he continued to do all the finer work which had formerly fallen to Tibble's share. She lifted her boy from his perch, and bade him take the stranger to his father, who would no doubt give him the whistle.
Master Headley pshawed a little when he heard that Ambrose had engaged himself to a printer and a foreigner; and when he was told it was to a friend of Tibble's, only shook his head, saying that Tib's only fault was dabbling in matters of divinity, as if a plain man could not be saved without them!
Headley answered the business matters absently, and ended by saying he would think on the council. In Tibble's workroom, with the clatter of a forge close to them, they had not heard a commotion in the court outside.
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