Wapping, & by this time, if
you will, let him bee a pittifull poore fellowe, and vndone for euer,
for mine owne part, if he had bin mine owne brother, I coulde haue done
no more for him than I did, for straight after his backe was turnd, I
went in all loue & kindnesse to the Marshall generall of the field, &
certefide him that such a man was lately fled to the enemie, and gotte
his place beggd for another immediatly. What became of him after you
shall heare. To the enemie he went and offered his seruice, ratling
egregiously on the king of England, he swore, as he was a Gentleman
and a souldier, hee would bee reuenged on him, and let but the king of
France follow his counsell, hee woulde driue him from _Turwin_ wals yet
ere ten dayes to an end. All these were good humours, but the tragedie
followeth. The French king hearing of such a prating fellow that was
come, was desirous to see him, but yet he feared treason, wherfore he
wild one of his minions to take vpon him his person, and he would stand
by as a priuate man whilest hee was examined. Why should I vse anie idle
delayes? In was Captaine Gogges wounds brought, after he was throughly
searched, not a louse in his doublet was let passe, but was askt
_Queuela_, and chargd to stand in the kings name, the mouldes of his
buttons they turnd out, to see if they were not bullettes couered ouer
with thread, the codpeece in his deuills breeches (for they were then in
fashion) they sayd playnly was a case for a pistoll, if hee had had euer
a hobnaile in his shooes it had hangde him, & he shuld neuer haue knowen
who had harmd him, but as lucke was, he had not a mite of anie mettal
about him, he tooke part with none of the foure ages, neither the golden
age, the siluer age, the brasen nor the yron age, onely his purse was
aged in emptinesse, and I thinke verily a puritane, for it kept it selfe
from any pollution of crosses. Standing before the supposed king, he
was askt what he was, and wherefore he came. To the which in a glorious
bragging humour he aunswered, that hee was a gentleman, a captaine
commander, a chiefe leacjer, that came away from the king of England
vppon discontentment. Questiond particular of the cause of his
discontentment, hee had not a word to blesse himself with, yet faine he
would haue patcht out a poltfoote tale, but (God he knowes) it had not
one true legge to stand on. Then began he to smell on the villaine so
rammishly, that none there but was readie to r