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"Did did Tibbott tell you, sir?" asked Cicely. "You are one of us," said Antony; "bound by natural allegiance in the land of your birth to this lady." "Even so," said Cis, here becoming secure of what she had before doubted, that Babington only knew half the truth he referred to. "And you see and speak with her privily," he added. "As Bess Pierrepoint did," said she.

"Wherefore should I beat her, save for doing errands that yonder lad should have known better than to thrust on her?" "Nay, sir, 'tis not for that; but my mother said she should be beaten if ever she spake of the fortune yonder Tibbott told her, and we are sure that she Tibbott I mean is a witch, and knows more than she ought." "What mean'st thou?

Richard Talbot was of course convinced that witchcraft was not likely to be the most serious part of the misdeeds of Tibbott the huckstress. Committing Antony Babington to the custody of his wife, he sped on his way back to the Manor-house, where Lord Shrewsbury was at present residing, the Countess being gone to view her buildings at Chatsworth, taking her daughter Bessie with her.

What has he to do with it? Now, to your beds, children, and forget all about this tale." "There, Humfrey," broke out Cis, as soon as they were alone together, "Huckstress Tibbott is a wise woman, whatever thou mayest say." "How?" said Humfrey. "Mindst thou not the day when I crossed her hand with the tester father gave me?"

"Master Babington saith it is a dog-whistle which he was leaving in charge with Cis to exchange for another with Huckstress Tibbott," she answered. "Feel, nay, open it, and see if it be not, sir," cried Antony.

Cis, proud of her secret information, here explained that Tibbott was indeed Cuthbert Langston, but not the person whose password was "beads and bracelets," and that both alike could know no more than the story of the Scottish archer and his young wife, but they were here interrupted by the appearance of Diccon, who had been sent by my Lord himself to hasten them at the instance of the Queen.

Lord Shrewsbury bent his brow, but did not further pursue this branch of the subject, but demanded of Humfrey a description of Tibbott, huckster or witch, man or woman. "She wears a big black hood and muffler," said Humfrey, "and hath a long hooked stick." "I asked thee not of her muffler, boy, but of her person."

"Tell me, Cis," exclaimed Susan, with a sudden conviction, "was she like in any fashion to Tibbott the huckster-woman who brought young Babington into trouble three years agone?" "Women's heads all run on one notion," said Richard. "Can there be no secret agents save poor Cuthbert, whom I believe to be beyond seas?" "Nay, but hear what saith the child?" asked Susan.

"If he were mine, I would send him to school," said Richard, "where the masters and the lads would soon drive out of him all dreams about captive princesses and seminary priests to boot. For, Cousin Francis, I would have you to know that my children say there is a rumour that this woman Tibbott the huckstress hath been seen in a doublet and hose near Chesterfield." "The villain!

"It hath no sound in it, and Antony would have me change it for him, because Huckster Tibbott may not come within the gates. I did not want to do so; I fear Tibbott, and when Humfrey found me crying he fell on Antony. So blame him not, mother." "If Humfrey is a jealous churl, and Cis a little fool, there's no help for it," said Antony, disdainfully turning his back on his late adversary.

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