"My father's rich; why then Should I want store of gold?" "Nay, with a father, sure," quoth she, "A son may well make bold." 80 "I've a sister richly wed; I'll rob her ere I'll want." "Nay then," quoth Sarah, "they may well Consider of your scant." "Nay, I an uncle have; 85 At Ludlow he doth dwell; He is a grazier, which in wealth Doth all the rest excell. "Ere I will live in lack, And have no coyn for thee, 90 I'll rob his house, and murder him." "Why should you not?" quoth she. "Was I a man, ere I Would live in poor estate, On father, friends, and all my kin, 95 I would my talons grate. "For without money, George, A man is but a beast: But bringing money, thou shalt be Always my welcome guest. 100 "For shouldst thou be pursued With twenty hues and cryes, And with a warrant searched for With Argus' hundred eyes, "Yet here thou shalt be safe; 105 Such privy wayes there be, That if they sought an hundred years, They could not find out thee." And so carousing both Their pleasures to content, 110 George Barnwell had in little space His money wholly spent. Which done, to Ludlow straight He did provide to go, To rob his wealthy uncle there; 115 His minion would it so. And once he thought to take His father by the way, But that he fear'd his master had Took order for his stay.[L120] 120 Unto his uncle then He rode with might and main, Who with a welcome and good cheer Did Barnwell entertain. One fortnight's space he stayed, 125 Until it chanced so, His uncle with his cattle did Unto a market go. His kinsman rode with him, Where he did see right plain, 130 Great store of money he had took: When, coming home again, Sudden within a wood, He struck his uncle down, And beat his brains out of his head; 135 So sore he crackt his crown. Then seizing fourscore pound, To London straight he hyed, And unto Sarah Millwood all The cruell fact descryed. 140 "Tush, 'tis no matter, George, So we the money have To have good cheer in jolly sort, And deck us fine and brave." Thus lived in filthy sort, 145 Until their store was gone: When means to get them any more, I-wis poor George had none.