Tyl the thryd day be go.
Pylat. Sere Cayphas, it xal be do,
For, as ȝe say, ther is peryl in;
And it happend that it were so,
It myth make our lawys for to blyn.
ȝe xal se, ser, er that ȝe go,
How I xal this mater save,
And what I xal sey therto,
And what charge thei xal have.
Come forth, ȝe ser Amorawnt,