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ſpoke aloud ſaying, 'May it pleaſe your Majeſty. Here is one who enquires for Harry Tudor.' The cobbler hearing this, thought he had committed no leſs than treaſon, therefore he up with his heels and ran for it, but not being acquainted with the ſeveral turnings and rooms thro' which he came, he was ſoon overtaken and brought before the king, whom the cobbler little thought to be the perſon he enquired after, therefore in a trembling condition he fell down upon his knees, ſaying, 'May it pleaſe your Grace, may it pleaſe your Highneſs, I am a poor cobbler, and enquired for one Harry Tudor, who is a very honeſt fellow; I mended the heel of his ſhoe not long since, for which he paid me nobly, and gave me two pots to boot, but I had him over afterwards to my cellar, where we drank part of a cup of hoppy ale, and were very merry until my wife Joan began to grumble, which put an end to our merriment for that time but I told him I would come to court and ſee him as ſoon as I conveniently could.'
'Well, ſaid the king, Be not troubled; would you know this honeſt fellow again if you ſaw him? The cobbler replied Yes, that I would from a thouſand.' Then ſaid the king, 'Stand up, and be not afraid, look well about you peradventure you may find the fellow in this company.'
Whereupon the cobbler aroſe and looked wiſhfully upon the king and the reſt of the nobles; but to little or no purpoſe, for though he ſaw ſomething in the king's face which he thought he had ſeen before, yet he could not imagine him to be Harry Tudor, whoſe heel of his ſhoe he had mended, and who had been ſo merry with him both in the inn and at his own cellar.
He therefore told the king, 'he did not expect to find Harry Tudor among ſuch fine folks as he ſaw there: but that the perſon he looked for was
