"But there is now another matter--I hear he has been practising with the Holy Maid and hearkening to her ravings, and that my Lord of Rochester is in it too.

But I am not sure of it." Cromwell stopped, glanced up at Ralph a moment, and then down again.
"I am not sure of it," he said again, "and I wish to be.

And I think you can help me." Ralph waited patiently, his heart beginning to quicken.

This was a great matter.
"I wish you to go to him," said his master, "and to get him into talk.
But I do not see how it can be managed." "He knows I am in your service, sir," suggested Ralph.
"Yes, yes," said Cromwell a little impatiently, "that is it.

He is no fool, and will not talk.