‘His answer was Sice-Ace.[47]
‘“A fine Rogue, indeed!” said the Constable, at the same time asking Andrew his Name, whose answer was,
‘“Cinque-Duce.”
‘“Another Rogue in Grain!” quoth the Constable; and then ask’d Glym Jack what his Name was, who reply’d,
‘“Quater-Tray.”
‘“Rogues! Rogues all!” said the Constable; “ay, worse than all, they are mear Infidels, Heathens, for I never heard such names before in a Christian Country. Come, Neighbours, bring ’em away before Mr. Justice, his Worship will soon make them change their Notes.”
‘Accordingly the Rusticks haled them along the Town to his Worship’s House, into which they were no sooner enter’d but he began to revile Jacob and his Brethren for Highwaymen, and asking them their Names, they still were in the same Tone of Sice-Ace, Cinque-Duce, and Quater-Tray, at which the Justice, lifting up his Hands and Eyes to the Ceiling, cry’d out, Such audacious Rogues as these were never seen before.
‘“Here, Tom,” (quoth his Worship to his Clerk), “write their Mittimus, for I will send them everyone to Newgate.”
‘Whilst their Commitment was writing, Jacob pulls a Bit of Parchment out of his Pocket, and, asking the Constable if he could read it, he put on his Spectacles, and posing and mumbling over it a Minute or two, said,
‘“I cannot tell what to make of it. It is Latin, I think.”