Among the people. The accusers are going too far; they are beginning to overstep the mark—they are flying too high.
Speak plainly, if thee would have me understand thy speech—why do thee cleave to me so?—why so eager—why do thee speak in parables? My heart misgives me when I hear a man like thee, at an hour like this, weighing every word that is about to escape from his mouth.
I deserve the rebuke. What I would say is, that the prisons of our land are over-crowded with people of high repute. Already they have begun to whisper the charge against our chief men. This very day they have hinted at two or three individuals, who, a week before they overthrew me, would have been thought altogether beyond the reach of their audacity.
Who are they?
They speak of Matthew Paris.
The poor bewildered man ... how dare they?
And of the Governor, and of two or three more in authority; and of all that participated in the voyage whereby he and they were made wealthy and wise and powerful——
I thought so ... I feared as much. Poor man ... his riches are now indeed a snare to him, his liberal heart, a mark for the arrows of death....
Now hear me ... the accusers being about to go up to the high places and to the seats of power, a change, there must and there will be, and so——
And so ... why do thee stop?