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Farewell, sir! One who has lost his sword is no fit company for you." And as Amyas and the rest departed, he plunged into the inner tent, stamping and writhing, gnawing his hands with rage and shame. As Amyas came out on the battery, Yeo hailed him: "Master Amyas! Hillo, sir! For the love of Heaven, tell me!" "What, then ?" "Is his lordship stanch? Will he do the Lord's work faithfully, root and branch: or will he spare the Amalekites ?" "The latter, I think, old hip-and-thigh," said Amyas, hurrying forward to hear the news from Raleigh, who appeared in sight once more. "They ask to depart with bag and baggage," said he, when he came up. "God do so to me, and more also, if they carry away a straw!" said Lord Grey.
"Make short work of it, sir!" "I do not know how that will be, my lord; as I came up a captain shouted to me off the walls that there were mutineers; and, denying that he surrendered, would have pulled down the flag of truce, but the soldiers beat him off." "A house divided against itself will not stand long, gentlemen.
Tell them that I give no conditions.
Let them lay down their arms, and trust in the Bishop of Rome who sent them hither, and may come to save them if he wants them.
Gunners, if you see the white flag go down, open your fire instantly.
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