"What black box?"
"Have you not heard? One of the big lords, I know not which, said that an old man had shewed him the marriage certificate between the king and that pretty Welsh wench, Lucy Walters."
"Ah, no, I had not heard."
"But it is so. Well, the king hath taken an oath that, while the lad of whom there hath been so much talk is his son, he never wedded Lucy. I hear the king was wellnigh angered to death when the thing got noised abroad."
"And what hath become of the old man who shewed the great lord the thing?"
"I know not; but the strange thing is that he claims to be Lucy Walters' father."
"And the king says it is a forgery?"
"Ay, that is his oath."
"That will end in the old man being caught and hanged."
"Ay, they will have to hang him, for of a truth every prison in England is full."