“What time doth his Highness ride forth commonly?”
“When it likes the King’s Majesty.”
“How is his Highness attended?”
“Atweel, ’tis maistly by them that gang wi’ him.”
“Is his Highness a brisk, lively child, or no?”
“He’s what a Prince suld be,” stiffly said Agnes.
Percy gave her up as impracticable, and reported to his colleagues at White Webbs that the Duke could not be compassed.
“Comes the Prince, then, to the Parliament?” asked Catesby.
Percy and Winter agreed that on this head rumour was assuming a negative aspect.
“Then must we have our horses beyond the water,” said Catesby, “and more horses and company to surprise the Prince, and let the Duke alone.”