Therefore, Hugh, lover you are, but husband you may not be while de Noyon lives or until the Pope gives his dispensation of divorce, which latter may be long in winning, for the knave de Noyon has been whispering in his ear.

Hugh, this is my counsel: Get you to the King again and crave his leave to follow de Noyon, for if once you twain can come face to face I know well how the fray will end.

Then, when he is dead, return to one who waits for you through this world and the next.
"Hugh, I am proud of your great deeds.

No longer can they mock you as 'the merchant's son,' Sir Hugh.

God be with you, as are my prayers and love.
"Eve Clavering." "I forgot to tell you that Sir Andrew is disturbed in heart.