"Murdered!"
"It is thought that some friend of Master Leslie's found his way into the gaol, and did away with him."
"And the woman is gone?"
"So it is said. I am going thither to see. I heard the news only a minute ago."
"Who told thee?"
"One of the night watchers, and he had it from one of the turnkeys."
All this time I stood in the yard of The Bull beneath an open window.
"Stay, I will go with thee," said one.
"Ay, and I would too," said another, "but I am too drunk."
"Ay, and I too," said another, "and whether Master Leslie's wench hath escaped or no, I will e'en drink till daylight."