At length the servant returned, saying his master was now ready to see them.

His long habit of thought concerning her enabled him to master this foolishness.

If it please you, lady, my master bids me say he desires your presence.

If a servant complained of being abused, his master had no power to retain him.

But he was a man and his own master—if you can rightly call a man his own master that does them things.

“I wish they may not be in league with them,” said Master Headley.

“A tall and stalwart esquire, methinks,” said Master Headley.

“Master Headley will give us work, mayhap,” said Stephen, turning to Tibble.

There was another debate over Spring, who had followed his master as usual.

He was interred under the stunted oak where Master Headley had been tied.