Cries, Lady Marg’ret, Are you coming?
(Not liking what the girl had said)
Go after Kingsborough yon road,
And you’ll be there as soon as we,
Thus she kept him from suspicion free;
And to the house they came at last
Before elev’n o’clock was past.
But Kingsb’ro’s wife was gone to bed,
Thinking that no such stranger wad,
At such a time come to her door: