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She held it to her bosom, while, accompanied by the pursuivant, who happily for them was interested in one of the unfortunate fourteen, and therefore did not wait to stand on his dignity, they hurried across to the place where they had left the barge Tibble and Ambrose joining them on the way. Stephen was safe.
And oh! suppose Tibble should recognise Quipsome Hal! However, Tibble was at this moment entirely engrossed by the accounts, and his master left him and his big companion to unravel them, while he himself held speech with his guest at some distance sending for a cup of sack, wherewith to enliven the conversation.
"Tibble Steelman would think nought of a beggarly stranger calling himself a sword-cutler, and practising the craft without prenticeship or license," said Stephen, swelling with indignation. "Come on, Ambrose, and sweep the cobwebs from thy brain.
There was very little speech between the passengers; Dennet sat between Ambrose and Tibble. They kept their heads bowed. Ambrose's brow was on one hand, his elbow on his knee, but he spared the other to hold Dennet.
"And what wouldst thou do, young sir?" presently inquired Tibble. "That I came to ask thee, good Tibble. I would work to the best of my power in any craft so I may hear those words and gain the key to all I have hitherto learnt, unheeding as one in a dream. My purpose had been to be a scholar and a clerk, but I must see mine own way, and know whither I am being carried, ere I can go farther."
I seemed to behold the grisly shape standing behind one and another, as they ate and laughed; and when the Archbishop and his priests and the King came in it seemed only to make the pageant complete! Only now and then could I recall those blessed words, `Ye are free indeed. Did he say from the bondage of death?" "Yea," said Tibble, "into the glorious freedom of God's children." "Thou knowst it.
"Ay!" said Tibble, perhaps with a memory of the old fable, "better be the trusty mastiff than the wolf."
"D'ye think a pair of green caterpillars like you can't be marked unless indeed the gardener crushes you for blighting his roses." Wherewith the jester quitted the scene, walking on his hands, with his legs in the air. "Is he to be trusted?" asked Tibble of the comptroller. "Assuredly," was the answer; "none hath better wit than Quipsome Hal, when he chooseth to be in earnest.
And shall they be used in the wars of the stranger and the Christian?" "I feared it might be thus," said Tibble. "And yet," went on the old man, as if not hearing him, "wherefore should I guard the secret any longer? My sons? Where are they? They brooked not the scorn and hatred of the Castillian which poisoned to them the new faith.
"Out on them!" she said. "So many learned men to set their wits against one poor woman!" And she heartily rejoiced when they came to no decision, and the Pope was appealed to. As to understanding all the explanations that Ambrose brought from time to time, she called them quirks and quiddities, and left them to her father and Tibble to discuss in their chimney corners.
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