Clerk. Crier, call upon the witnesses to stand forth and give their evidence.
Crier. Gentlemen, you, the witnesses for the King, come in and give in your evidence for our Lord the King against the prisoner at the bar.
Clerk. Come, Mr. Know-All, look upon the prisoner at the bar; do you know him?
Know. Yes, my lord, I know him.
Clerk. What is his name?
Know. His name is Lustings; he was the son of one Beastly, and his mother bare him in Flesh Street: she was one Evil-Concupiscence’s daughter. I knew all the generation of them.
Clerk. Well said. You have heard his indictment; what say you to it? Is he guilty of the things charged against him, or not?
Know. My lord, he has, as he saith, been a great man indeed, and greater in wickedness than by pedigree more than a thousandfold.
Clerk. But what do you know of his particular actions, and especially with reference to his indictment?
Know. I know him to be a swearer, a liar, a Sabbath-breaker; I know him to be a fornicator and an unclean person; I know him to be guilty of abundance of evils. He has been, to my knowledge, a very filthy man.