‘tell me now in this tide;’
‘Neuer a single pennie,’ quoth the tanner,
‘but a noble of gold so red.’
31
‘Why, there is your noble,’ said our king,
‘well paid looke that you be;’
‘I would haue sworne on a book,’ quoth the tanner,
‘thou hadst not one pennie.’
32
Now hath the king the tanner’s mare,