Sir _Robert Stafford_ is a personable gentleman, much of _Father's_ years; his nose something high, yet not greatly so, and his hair and beard now turning grey, but have been dark. Mistress _Martin_ his sister (that when _Mother_ wist her was Mistress _Grissel Stafford_) is much like to him in her face, but some years the younger of the twain, though her hair be the greyer. My Lady _Stafford_, howbeit, hath not a grey hair of her head, and hath more ruddiness of her face than Mistress _Martin_, being to my thought the comelier dame of the twain. _Mother_, nathless, saith that Mistress _Grissel_ was wont to be the fairer when all were maids, and that she hath wist much trouble, the which hath thus consumed her early lovesomeness. For her husband, Captain _Martin_, that was an officer of _Calais_, coming home after that town was lost in Queen _Mary's_ time, was attaint of heresy and taken of Bishop _Bonner_, he lying long in prison, and should have been brent at the stake had not Queen _Mary's_ dying (under God's gracious ordering) saved him therefrom. And all these months was Mistress _Martin_ in dread disease, never knowing from one week to another what should be the end thereof. And indeed he lived not long after, but two or three years. Sir _Robert Stafford_, on the other part, was a wiser man; for no sooner was it right apparent, on Queen _Mary's_ incoming, how matters should turn, than he and his dame and their two daughters gat them over seas and dwelt in foreign parts all the days that Queen _Mary_ reigned. And in _Dutchland_ [Germany] were both their daughters wedded, the one unto a noble of that country, by name the Count of _Rothenthal_, and the other unto a priest, an Englishman that took refuge also in those parts, by name Master _Francis Digby_, that now hath a living in _Somerset_. Medoubteth if _Mother_ be told who Sir _Edwin Tregarvon_ were. _Milly_ 'bideth yet in the sulks, and when she shall come thereout will I not venture to guess. _Alice Lewthwaite_ come over this afternoon but for a moment, on her way to her aunt's, Mistress _Rigg_, and saith no word is yet heard of their _Blanche_, whom her father saith he will leather while he can lay on if she do return, while her mother is all for killing the fatted calf and receiving her back with welcome.