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Updated: July 21, 2025
Throckmorton inclined his cap at an angle to the floor. 'How had ye that news that was so secret? he asked. The printer shook his dark beard with an air of heavy pleasure. 'Ye have a great organisation of spies, he said, 'but better is the whisper of God among the faithful. 'Why, Throckmorton answered, 'the magister Udal hath to his sweetheart thy niece Margot Poins.
She attempted to say that Udal had no voice at all in Privy Seal's councils, being a garrulous magpie that no sane man would trust. But Gardiner had crossed his arms and stood, immense and shadowy, in the firelight. He hissed irritably between his teeth when she spoke, as if she interrupted his meditation. 'All the world knows Udal for his spy, he said, sombrely.
Udal sought for priests, but having no money, he was disregarded by them. He ran to the chaplain of the Bishop of Winchester. For the clergy upheld or ordained by Archbishop Cranmer were held to be less efficacious in matters of witchcraft and possession. Just then Cromwell had triumphed, and Anne of Cleves was upon the water coming to the palace.
'An Anne she is, and a Lutheran. I mind we had an Anne and a Lutheran for Queen before. She played the whore and lost her head. 'Where's your niece Margot? Udal asked the printer. 'You owe me nine crowns, the old man said. 'I will give your Margot ten crowns' worth of lessons in Latin. 'Hold and enough, the printer muttered heavily.
Udal's hands were in at the hole with the swift clutch of a miser visiting his treasure-chest. The woman surveyed him with pleasure and with pride in her achievement, and with the calmness of routine she fitted a bar across the door of the cupboard where it opened into the envoy's room. Udal was fumbling already with the strings of a packet, his eyes searching the superscription in the gloom.
Udal hath lied for you in the Cleves matter; so have I. If ye be not Queen to save us ere Cromwell's teeth be drawn, our days are over and past. He spoke with so much earnestness that Katharine was moved to consider her speaking. 'Knight, she said at last, 'I never asked ye to lie to Cromwell over the Cleves matter. I never asked Udal. God knows, I had the rather be dead than ye had done it.
When his eyes measured his wife he licked his lips; when his eyes were on the floor his jaw fell. At best the new Mistress Udal would be in Paris. He looked at the rope tied round the thin middle of the brown priest, and suddenly he leered and cast off his cloak. 'Let me remember to keep an equal mind in these hard matters, he quoted, and fell to laughing.
'He was in the Tower, but stood here free, she answered. Udal groaned. 'Then he hath blabbed. We are lost. She answered: 'That may be the truth. But I think it is not. For so the matter is that the cook told me. He was taken and set in the Tower by the men of Privy Seal.
From Lincoln's Inn, in 1613, when the Princess Elizabeth married the elector-palatine and went off to Heidelberg Castle, the students came to the palace with a piece written by Chapman, and the performance cost a thousand pounds. A famed contemporary of Udal was Richard Mulcaster, head-master of St.
'God help me! she said at last. 'Udal is gone, and the scullion that supplied me in secret has the small-pox. How may I get me things to eat? 'To have stayed to ask me! Katharine cried.
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