want of any thing) I scarcely enjoyed my self. For my heart
was alwayes absent from my body. Hereunto adding my insufficiency
and inability for such honourable Employment, being subject to many
Infirmities and Diseases of Body.

To this he replied, Cannot you read and write English? Servile Labour
the King requireth not of you. I answered, When I came ashore I was
but young, and that which then I knew, now I had forgot for want of
practice, having had neither ink nor paper ever since I came ashore. I
urged moreover, That it was contrary to the Custome and Practice of
all Kings and Princes upon the Earth to keep and detain men that
came into their Countreys upon such peaceable accounts as we did;
much less to compel them to serve them beyond their power and ability.

[He is sent to another great Officer.] At my first coming before him
he looked very pleasingly, and spake with a smiling countenance to me:
but now his smiles were turned into frowns, and his pleasing looks
into bended brows, and in rough Language, he bad me be gone and tell
my tale to the Adigar. Which immediatly I did; but he being busie did
not much regard me, and I was glad of it, that I might absent the
Court. But I durst not go out of the City. Sore afraid I was that
evil would befall me and the best I could expect was to be put in
Chains. All my refuge was Prayer to God, whose hand was not shortned
that it could not save, and would make all things work together for
good to them that trust in him. From him only did I expect help and
deliverance in this time of need.

[He stays in the City expecting his doom.] In this manner I lodged
in an English mans house that dwelt in the City about ten days,
maintaining my self at my own charge, waiting with a sorrowful heart,
and daily expecting to hear my Doom. In the mean time my Countrey
men and Acquaintance, some of them blamed me for refusing so fair a
Profer; whereby I might not only have lived well my self, but also
have been helpful unto my Poor Country-men and friends: others of
them pittying me, expecting, as I did, nothing but a wrathful sentence
from so cruel a Tyrant, if God did not prevent. And Richard Varnham,
who was at this time a great man about the King, was not a little
scared to see me run the hazard of what might ensue, rather than be
Partaker with him in the felicities of the Court.

[He goes home but is sent for again.] It being chargable thus to
lye at the City, and hearing nothing mor