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Now the Cobler little thought that he was the king, which ſpoke to him much loſs that the king's name was Ha y Tudor, therefore with a great deal of confidence he ſtands up and pulls off his hat, and makes two or three ſcrapes with his foot, and gives the king many thanks, telling him that he was one of the honeſteſt fellows he ever met with in all his lifetime; and though he never had been at Court, yet it ſhould not belong before he would make a holy day to come and ſee him.
Whereupon the king paving what they had d unk, would have taken his leave of the cobler, but the cobler not being willing to part with the king took him by the hand, and ſaid By my faith you muſt not go yet you ſhall firſt go and ſee my poor habitation; I have there a tub of good brown ale, that was never tapp'd you muſt needs go and taſte of it, for you are the honeſteſt blade that I ever met withal; and I love an honeſt merry companion with all my heart.
CHAP. II.
How the Cobler entertained the King in his cellar, and of the diſturbance they were like to have bad by the Cobler's wife. Joan.
THE Cobler took the King to a cellar which he he had adjoining to the ſtart, which was handſomely and nearly furniſhed for a man of his profeſſion. There, ſaid he ſit down yon are very welcome but I muſt deſire you to ſpeak ſafely for fear of wakening my wife Joan who lies here hard by (ſhewing the King a cloſe bed made up neatly at one corner the cellar, much like unto a cloſet) for if ſhe ſhould wake, ſhe will make your ears ring again. At which the King did
