“Desire it? What man would not demand it?”
“I know of none.”
“Much of it is too vile for utterance, and that I knew one Poole in Newgate, and intended coining English shillings is as false as Hell. When shall his prosecution be pushed?”
“At once,” answered Tamworth.
“On what charge?”
“Perjury.”
“The penalty is what?”
“He can be tried either under the statute or the common law. Under the latter, the punishment is death.”
“Let it be the latter,” said Peele and Shakespere before Marlowe could answer.
“But to return to the suggestion of your concealment,” said Peele, “How can you remain concealed for any length of time?”