the realm Master Gaston Carew strode as if h

rly as Nick had never seen before. And wherever there was a wonder to be seen, Carew had Nick see it, though it cost a penny a peep, and lifted him to watch the fencing and quarter-staff play in the market-place. And at one o

silver penny for a scramble to the crowd; "t

they met, and being bowed to most polite

ttle wonder that Nick, a simple country lad, at last began to think that there was not in all the world another gentlem

usly about, with his freshest towel on his arm, and too

ark 'e, sweet and full of plums, with honey and a pasty--a meat pasty, marry, a pasty made of fat and toothsome eels; and moreover, fellow, ale to wash it down--none of thy

per gaped

ink I cannot pay thy scor

ut, sir, where--where will ye put

not burst. What we do not have to-night we'll have in the morning. 'Tis the way with these inns,--to feed the early birds with scra

was minded to walk back to Stratfor

cholas, thou shalt ride to-morrow like a very king, if I have to pay for the horse

g yet to drink. And a queer sense of uneasiness came creeping over him as he watched the master-player's eyes opening and shutting, opening and shutting, so that one moment he seemed to be staring and the next almost a

Thou wait on me--thou songster of the silver tongue? Nay, nay, sweetheart; the knave shall wait on thee, or I'll wait on thee myself--I will, upon my word! Why, Nick, I tell thee I love thee, and do

ride, N

rly,

de like a very centaur. What sayest--I'll ride

ye going back to Strat

wn is ratsbane and nightshade in my mouth! Nay, we'll not go back to Stratford town

elf, he fell to upon th

poken to; but he could not help thinking that stage-player