344.1236What sir Iohn Hum, what newes with you?

345237Sir Iohn. Iesus preserue your Maiestie.

346238Elnor. My Maiestie. Why man I am but grace.

347239Ser Iohn. I, but by the grace of God & Hums aduise,

348240Your graces state shall be aduanst ere long.

349241Elnor. What hast thou conferd with Margery Iordaine, the

350242 cunning Witch of Ely, with Roger Bullingbrooke and the

352243 rest, and will they vndertake to do me good?

353244Sir Iohn. I haue Madame, and they haue promised me to raise

354245 a Spirite from depth of vnder grounde, that shall tell your

355246 grace all questions you demaund.

357247Elnor. Thanks good sir Iohn. Some two daies hence I gesse

357.1248Will fit our time, then see that they be here:

358249For now the King is ryding to Saint Albones,

358.1250And all the Dukes and Earles along with him,

358.2251When they be gone, then safely they may come,

358.3252And on the backside of my Orchard heere,

358.4253There cast their Spelles in silence of the night,

358.5254And so resolue vs of the thing we wish,

360255Till when, drinke that for my sake, And so farwell.

363257Sir Iohn. Now sir Iohn Hum, No words but mum.

365258Seale vp your lips, for you must silent be,

366259These gifts ere long will make me mightie rich,

367260The Duches she thinks now that all is well,

369261But I haue gold comes from another place,

374262From one that hyred me to set her on,

375263To plot these Treasons gainst the King and Peeres,

377264And that is the mightie Duke of Suffolke.

378265For he it is, but I must not say so,

381266That by my meanes must worke the Duches fall,

381.1267Who now by Cuniurations thinkes to rise.

383268But whist sir Iohn, no more of that I trow,