of lynnen clothe, many hauynge yet remaynynge in them the token of the fylthe of the holy mannes nose.  With these (as they say) saynt Thomas dyd wype a way the swett of hys face or hys neke, ye fylthe of hys nose, or other lyke fylthynes with whiche mannes body dothe abownde.  Then my companyon Gratian, yet ones agayn, got hym but smalle fauour.  Unto hym an Englyshe man and of famylyare acquayntenance and besyde that, a man of no smalle authorite, the Prior gaff gentylly one of the lynne ragges, thynkynge to haue gyuen || E iiij.|| a gyfte very acceptable & pleasaunt, But Gratian there with lyttle plea sede and content, not with out an euydent synge of dyspleasure, toke one of them betwene hys fyngers, and dysdaynyngly layd it down agayne, made a mocke and a mow at it, after the maner of puppettes, for thys was hys maner, if any thing lykede hym not, that he thought worthy to be despysede.  Wher at I was bothe ashamed and wonderously afrayed.  Not withstondynge the Prior as he is a man not at all dull wytted, dyd dyssemble the matter, & after he had caused vs drinke a cuppe of wyne, gentylly he let vs departe.  When we came agayne to London. Me. What shuld ye do at Londo:  seynge ye were not farre from the see cost, to seale in to yowr cuntre? Ogy. It is true.  But that see cost I refused and gladely dyd fle from it, as from a place that is || noted and more euyl spoken of it, for robbyng, stelynge, and vntrue dealynge, then is of dangerouse ioperdy in the see, be that hyll Malea wher many shyppes be drowned & vtterly destroyed for euer.  I wyll tell the what I dyd se the last passage, at my commynge ouer.  We were many caryed in a bote frome Calys shore to go to the shyppe.  Amongest vs all was a pour yoge ma of Frauce, and barely appayrelled.  Of hym he demauuded halfe a grote.  For so moche thay dow take and exacte of euery one for so smalle a way rowynge.  He allegede pouerty, then for ther pastyme thay searched hym, plucked of his shoes, and betwene the shoo and the soule, thay fownde .x. or .xij. grotes, thay toke the from hym laughyng at the mater:  mockinge and scornyng the poer & myserable Frenchman. Me. What dyd ye fellow than? Ogy. What thyng dyd || E v.|| he?  He wept. Me. Whether dyd they thys by any authoryte? Ogy. Suerly by the same authoryte that thay steyle and pycke straungers males and bowgettes, by the whiche they take a way mennes pursys, if they se tyme and place conuenyent. Me. I meruayll that they dare be so bold to doo soch a dede, so many lokynge vpon them. Ogy. They be so accustomed, that they thynk it well done.  Many that were in the shyp lokede owt and sawe it also, in the bote were dyuerse Englyshe marchauntes, whiche grudged agaynst it, but all in vayne.  The boteme as it had ben a tryflyng mater reiosed and were glade that they had so taken and handelyd the myserable Frenchman. Me. I wold play and sporte with these see theues, & hange them vpon the gallowes. Ogy. Yet of such both