He was war wher the munke came ridynge,
And with hym a litul page. {377}
Be my feith, seid litul Johne to Moche,
I can the tel tithyngus gode ;
I see wher the munk comys rydyng,
I know hym be his wyde hode.
Thei went into the way these zemen bothe,
As curtes men and hende,
Thei spyrred tithyngus at the munke
As thei hade bene his frende.