So it was agreed that he should go to court the next day; whereupon Joan rose betime the next morning to brush up her husband’s holyday clothes, and made him as fine as she could. She washed and ironed the lace-band, and made his shoes shine that he might see his face in them; having done this she made her husband rise and pull off his shirt. Then she washed him with warm water from head to foot, putting on him a clean shirt; afterwards she dressed him in his holyday clothes, pinning his laced band in prim. CHAP. IV. The Cobbler’s reception at court, with the manner of his behaviour before the King. The Cobbler being thus set forth, he strutted through the street like a crow in a gutter, thinking himself as fine as the best of them all. In this manner he came to the court, staring on this body and that body as he walked up and down, and not knowing how to ask for Harry Tudor. At last he espied one, as he thought, in the habit of a servant-man, to whom he made his address, saying, Dost thou hear, honest fellow, do you know one Harry Tudor who belongs to the court. Yes, said the man, follow me, and I will bring you to him. With that he had him presently up into the guard chamber, telling one of the yeomen of the guard there was one that enquired for Harry Tudor. The yeoman replied; I know him very well, if you please to go along with me, I’ll bring you to him immediately. So the cobbler followed the yeoman, admiring very much the prodigious finery of the rooms which he carried him through. He thought within himself, that the yeoman was mistaken in the person whom he inquired for; for, said he, he whom I look for is a plain, merry, honest fellow, his name is Harry Tudor; we drank two pots together not long since. I suppose he may belong to some lord or other about the court. I tell you, friend, replied the yeoman, I know him very well, do you but follow me, and I shall bring you to him instantly. So going forward, he came into the room where the king was accompanied by several of his nobles, who attended him. As soon as the yeoman had put up by the arras, he spoke aloud, may it please your Majesty, here is one that inquires for Harry Tudor. The cobbler hearing this, thought he had committed no less than treason: therefore he up with his heels and ran for it: but not being acquainted with the several turning and rooms through which he came, he was soon overtaken and brought before the king, whom the cobbler little thought to be the person he inquired after, therefore in a trembling condition, he fell down on his knees, saying,