We want lads of thy build for the wars; so rest thee content to travel by land instead of by sea.

Here's money on it," thrusting silver into my hand, "let's see how neatly thou can'st turn up a tankard to the Queen's health!" "No," cried I, letting the money drop, "I am no soldier.

And as for money," said I, pulling out my lady's purse, "here is an angel for you, good man, if you but let me go." "Oh, ho," cried he, "'tis a lad with a purse, is it?
So much the better for us.

Here, comrades," cried he.
But I waited for no more.

The bells of Cheap were already chiming the hour.