Wrapped up in the British flag.”
“But tell me, O tell me, my private scribe,
Come tell me, and soothly say,
How fared you with yon smart interviewèr
Who interviewed you this day?
“What learnt he of us and our secret plans?
Sith he comes of a questing tribe,
Did he ask what we’re at? hath he smelt of a rat?
Say soothly, my private scribe.”
“Now Heaven be good to thee, good my lord!”