human
Oh, oh, he whispered to himself, as he closed the tablets, after writing down the name of William Shakespeare;
gpt
Ah! ah! he continued, as he stepped to the door, and carefully opening it, looked back ere he departed.
human
Here's a delicious job for a man to stumble upon! A good night's work you have made on't, Master William Shakespeare, have ye? Yes, and a precious piece of work have ye all made on't. A Star-Chamber matter will Sir Thomas make of this, as sure as my name is Grasp.
gpt
Shall I call the other men, and make the capture, Master Grasp? inquired one of his myrmidons in a whisper.
human
Not to-night, good Giles, said the lawyer.
gpt
By no means to-night. There is a precious fellowship within there; and they may capture us! Besides, I have found out a plot--a monstrous plot--a damnable plot--and yet a lovely plot--a most sweet piece of villany!
human
A monstrous plot! said the constable;
gpt
What is't, another conspiracy to murder the Queen?
human
Worse, said Grasp.
gpt
Now, listen and perpend. Thou knowest Sir Thomas Lucy hath of late lost more than one deer?
human
I do,
gpt
Well, an he hath lost them, I have found them.
human
Where?
gpt
Here, in this veritable inn,
human
And when?
gpt
Why, now, even now: go to--see what it is to bear a brain.
human
Nay, then, Master Grasp, said the constable,
gpt
Ah! said Grasp,
human
Whilst we lay perdue in yonder corner of the orchard. But, stay, dost see that tree there with the spade against it?
gpt
I do,
human
With that spade, and under the third tree in line therewith, did Will Shakespeare dig a hole this night, and into that hole did Diccon Snare bury a something concealed in a sack.
gpt
Ha! say'st thou; by my faith the skin of the stolen deer, said Grasp,
human
he continued to his men,
gpt
Ha! ha! Master William Shakespeare, he said, as he followed his two ill-looking myrmidons.
human
Now, will I to Sir Thomas Lucy, of Charlecote, knight and magistrate, and then will we let the law loose upon ye.