CHAPTER XLIII
Certes his mouth is wried and black
Full little pence be in his sack,
This devil hath him by the back
It is no boot to lie.
—Swinburne.
Daniel Pye on that selfsame memorable day was literally floating in a blissful atmosphere of delight.
My lord of Stowmaries had not only been arrested but he had confessed to his guilt; a matter which at first had greatly surprised Master Pye, who had been at great pains to concoct an elaborate lie, only to find through some mysterious accident of Fortune, he must have hit upon the truth.