'I speak of the butler in particular when I say that I know more evil of him than of any of the rest.

He will not let either his own conscience or my messenger speak to him: I therefore now speak myself.

I proclaim him a villain, and a traitor to His Majesty the king.

But what better is any one of you who cares only for himself, eats, drinks, takes good money, and gives vile service in return, stealing and wasting the king's property, and making of the palace, which ought to be an example of order and sobriety, a disgrace to the country ?' For a moment all stood astonished into silence by this bold speech from a stranger.

True, they saw by his mattock over his shoulder that he was nothing but a miner boy, yet for a moment the truth told notwithstanding.