8 THE HISTORY OF THE ſpoke aloud, ſaying lay it pleaſe our Majeſty, Here is one who enquires for Worry Tudor. The cobler hearing this, thought he had committed no leſs than treaſon; therefore he up with his heels and ran fort but not being acquainted with the ſe- veral turningſ and rooms through which he came he was ſoon overtaken and brought before the king, whom the cooler little thought to be the perſon be enquired after, therefore, in a trembling condition, he fell down upon his knees, laying, . May it pleaſe ' your Grace, may it pleaſe your Highneſs, I am a ' poor cobler, and enquired for one Harry Tudor, ' who is a very honeſt fellow; I mended the heel ' of his ſhoe not long ſince, for which he paid me ' nobly, and are me two pots to boot, but I had ' him over afterwards to my cellur, where we drank ' part of a cup of nappy ale, and were very merry's ' until my wife Joan began to grumble, which rut ' an end to our merriment for that time, but I told ' him I would come to the court and fee him as ' ſoon as I conveniently could ' Well, ſaid the king. Be not troubled would ' you know this honeſt fellow gain if you ſaw ' him? The cobler replied. Yes, that I would ' from a thouſand.' Then ſaid the king, Stand up. ' and be not afraid, look well about you peradven- ' ture, you may find the fellow in this company., Whereupon the cobler role and looked wiſhful ly upon the king and the reſt of the nobles, but to little or no purpoſe, for, though he ſaw ſomething in the king's face which he thought he had ſeen before, yet he could not imagine him to be Harry Tudor, whoſe heel of his ſhoe he had mended, and who had been ſo merry with him, both in the inn and at his own cellar. He therefore told the king, He did not expel ' to find Harry Tudor among ſuch fine folks as he ' ſaw there, but that the perſon he looked for was
