Such times will never be again.
But commend me to his love and prayers.

King my name is, and King my nature.

Say that, and none will harm you." And so he made off down the hill, being a perfect gentleman, and a very good horse he was riding.
The night was falling very thick by the time we were come to Tyburn, and here the King's officer decided that it would be wise to halt, because the way was unsafe by night across the fields to Charing village.

I for my part was nothing loth, and preferred to see London by daylight.
And after all, it was not worth seeing, but a very hideous and dirty place, not at all like Exmoor.

Some of the shops were very fine, and the signs above them finer still, so that I was never weary of standing still to look at them.