At the end of the fifteenth century, just twenty years after the fall of Constantinople, Dr. Robert Woodlark, third Provost of King's College and some time Chancellor of the University, founded the small "House of Learning," which he called S. Catherine's Hall, possibly because Henry VI., whose mother was a Catherine, was his patron, or possibly because at this time S. Catherine of Alexandria, the patron saint of scholars, was a popular saint. In the statutes he says, "I have founded and established a college or hall to the praise, glory, and honour of our Lord Jesus Christ, of the most glorious Virgin Mary, His mother, and of the Holy Virgin Katerine, for the exaltation of the Christian faith, for the defence and furtherance of the Holy Church, and growth of science and faculties of philosophy and sacred theology." In the autumn of 1473 a Master and three Fellows took up their residence in the small court which had just been built on a site in Milne Street, close to the Bull Inn. The chapel and library, however, do not appear to have been completed until a few years later. In 1520 a second court was added, and a century later, in 1634, some new buildings were commenced to the north of the principal court, and adjacent to Queen's Street. These buildings, which are the only old buildings that still remain, were completed two years later. Between 1673-97 all the rest of the old buildings were pulled down and the College rebuilt. In 1704 the new chapel was built on the site of the stables of Thomas Hobson, whose just but despotic method of dealing with his customers gave rise to the phrase "Hobson's Choice." In 1757, the houses which hitherto had concealed the College from the High Street were removed. CHAPTER IX BISHOP ALCOCK AND THE NUNS OF S. RHADEGUND "Yes, since his dayes a cocke was in the fen, I knowe his voyce among a thousand men: He taught, he preached, he mended every wrong: But, Coridon, alas! no good thing abideth long. He All was a Cocke, he wakened us from sleepe And while we slumbered he did our foldes keep: No cur, no foxes, nor butchers' dogges would Coulde hurte our folds, his watching was so good; The hungry wolves which did that time abounde, What time he crowed abashed at the sounde. This Cocke was no more abashed at the Foxe Than is a Lion abashed at the Oxe." --ALEXANDER BARCLAY, _Monk of Ely_, 1513