Meanwhile, forward thither.
I took the boat we had left last night at Mortlach, and went down on the tide.

The hard labour of rowing did me good, and made me forget all but the biggest of my troubles.

I resolved first to go to my master's house, and see more closely how the land lay there.

To my surprise, as I entered, unexpected, I found great noise and revelry afoot; and there sat in my mistress' snug little parlour Timothy Ryder himself making merry with no other than my fellow-apprentice, Peter Stoupe.

And if I mistook not, the good cheer on the table came out of Mistress Walgrave's own larder.
"Oh, he!" thought I.