Give me the jewels and you shall go free, and perchance your accursed mistress with you." "I told you," she answered.

"Sir John took them to London, and if they were not found upon his body, then either he threw them away or Jeffrey Stokes carried them to wherever he has gone.

Drag the mere, search the forest, find Jeffrey and ask him." "You lie, woman.

When you and your mistress fled from Shefton a servant there saw you with the box that held those jewels in your hand." "True, my Lord Abbot, but it no longer held them; only my mistress's love-letters, which she would not leave behind." "Then where is the box, and where are those letters ?" "We grew short of fuel in the siege, and burned both.

When a woman has her man she doesn't want his letters.