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eculiar of their own making； exempt from bishop； archdeacon； and all authority； either ecclesiastical or civil。 They live in cots （rather holes than houses） like swine； having all in common； multiplied without marriage into many hundreds。 Their language is the dross of the dregs of the vulgar Devonian； and the more learned a man is； the worse he can understand them。 During our civil wars no soldiers were quartered upon them； for fear of being quartered amongst them。 Their wealth consisteth in other men's goods； they live by stealing the sheep on the moors； and vain is it for any to search their houses； being a work beneath the pains of any sheriff； and above the power of any constable。 Such is their fleetness； they will outrun many horses； vivaciousness； they outlive most men； living in an ignorance of luxury； the extinguisher of life。 They hold together like bees； offend one； and all will revenge his quarrel。
〃But now I am informed that they begin to be civilized； and tender their children to baptism； and return to be men； yea； Christians again。 I hope no CIVIL people amongst us will turn barbarians； now these barbarians begin to be civilized。〃*
* Fuller； p。 398。
With which quip against the Anabaptists of his day； Fuller ends his story； and I leave him to set forth how Amyas； in fear of these same Scythians and heathens； rode out of Plymouth on a right good horse； in his full suit of armor； carrying lance and sword； and over and above two great dags； or horse…pistols； and behind him Salvation Yeo； and five or six north Devon men （who had served with him in Ireland； and were returning on furlough）； clad in head… pieces and quilted jerkins； each man with his pike and sword； and Yeo with arquebuse and match； while two sumpter ponies carried the baggage of this formidable troop。
They pushed on as fast as they could； through Tavistock； to reach before nightfall Lydford； where they meant to sleep； but what with buying the horses； and other delays； they had not been able to start before noon； and night fell just as they reached the frontiers of the enemy's country。 A dreary place enough it was； by the wild glare of sunset。 A high tableland of heath； banked on the right by the crags and hills of Dartmoor； and sloping away to the south and west toward the foot of the great cone of Brent…Tor； which towered up like an extinct volcano （as some say that it really is）； crowned with the tiny church； the votive offering of some Plymouth merchant of old times； who vowed in sore distress to build a church to the Blessed Virgin on the first point of English land which he should see。 Far away； down those waste slopes； they could see the tiny threads of blue smoke rising from the dens of the Gubbings； and more than once they called a halt； to examine whether distant furze…bushes and ponies might not be the patrols of an advancing army。 It is all very well to laugh at it now； in the nineteenth century； but it was no laughing matter then； as they found before they had gone two miles farther。
On the middle of the down stood a wayside inn； a desolate and villainous…looking lump of lichen…spotted granite； with windows paper…patched； and rotting thatch kept down by stones and straw… banks； and at the back a rambling court…ledge of barns and walls； around which pigs and barefoot children grunted in loving communion of dirt。 At the door； rapt apparently in the contemplation of the mountain peaks which glowed rich orange in the last lingering sun… rays； but really watching which way the sheep on the moor were taking； stood the innkeeper； a brawny； sodden…visaged； blear…eyed six feet of brutishness； holding up his hose with one hand； for want of points； and clawing with the other his elf…locks； on which a fair sprinkling of feathers might denote： first； that he was just out of bed； having been out sheep…stealing all the night before； and secondly； that by natural genius he had anticipated the opinion of that great apostle of sluttishness； Fridericus Dedekind； and his faithful disciple Dekker； which last speaks thus to all gulls and grobians： 〃Consider that as those trees of cobweb lawn； woven by spinners in the fresh May mornings； do dress the curled heads of the mountains； and adorn the swelling bosoms of the valleys； or as those snowy fleeces； which the naked briar steals from the innocent sheep to make himself a warm winter livery； are； to either of them both； an excellent ornament； so make thou account； that to have feathers sticking here and there on thy head will embellish thee； and set thy crown out rarely。 None dare upbraid thee； that like a beggar thou hast lain on straw； or like a travelling pedlar upon musty flocks； for those feathers will rise up as witnesses to choke him that says so； and to prove thy bed to have been of the softest down。〃 Even so did those feathers bear witness that the possessor of Rogues' Harbor Inn； on Brent…Tor Down； whatever else he lacked； lacked not geese enough to keep him in soft lying。
Presently he spies Amyas and his party coming slowly over the hill； pricks up his ears； and counts them； sees Amyas's armor； shakes his head and grunts； and then； being a man of few words； utters a sleepy howl
〃Mirooi！Fushing pooale！〃
A strapping lasswhose only covering （for country women at work in those days dispensed with the ornament of a gown） is a green bodice and red petticoat； neither of them over amplebrings out his fishing…rod and basket； and the man； having tied up his hose with some ends of string； examines the footlink。
〃Don vlies' gone！〃
〃May be；〃 says Mary； 〃shouldn't hay' left mun out to coort。 May be old hen's ate mun off。 I see her chocking about a while agone。〃
The host receives this intelligence with an oath； and replies by a violent blow at Mary's head； which she； accustomed to such slight matters； dodges； and then returns the blow with good effect on the shock head。
Whereon mine host； equally accustomed to such slight matters； quietly shambles off； howling as he departs
〃Tell Patrico！〃
Mary runs in； combs her hair； slips a pair of stockings and her best gown over her dirt； and awaits the coming guests； who make a few long faces at the 〃mucksy sort of a place；〃 but prefer to spend the night there than to bivouac close to the enemy's camp。
So the old hen who has swallowed the dun fly is killed； plucked； and roasted； and certain 〃black Dartmoor mutton〃 is put on the gridiron； and being compelled to confess the truth by that fiery torment； proclaims itself to all noses as red…deer venison。 In the meanwhile Amyas has put his horse and the ponies into a shed； to which he can find neither lock nor key； and therefore returns grumbling； not without fear for his steed's safety。 The baggage is heaped in a corner of the room； and Amyas stretches his legs before a turf fire； while Yeo； who has his notions about the place； posts himself at the door； and the men are seized with a desire to superintend the cooking； probably to be attributed to the fact that Mary is cook。
Presently Yeo comes in again。
〃There's a gentleman just coming up； sir； all alone。〃
〃Ask him to make one of our party； then； with my compliments。〃 Yeo goes out； and returns in five minutes。