MRS. KING--Please you, my lord, I think he was mad; for he would get up at two or three of the clock in the morning, and call his servants up, and fall a-singing; and then he would go to bed again, and swear it was but twelve o'clock at night, and lie a-bed all day. He would send his boy out all over his grounds to pick up stones, and have the wheel-barrow rattling about the streets on a Sunday: he hath ringed the bell to call his servants up to his bedside, and when they were come up, he would ask them what they did there, and swear they were come to shoot him? He himself hath gone over all his grounds on a Sunday to pick sticks, and hath sent his servants to market when there was none; and he would be busy in every thing, and hang on the pot himself; and he hath been quite raving mad. VERNON--Did you live as a servant to sir John? MRS. KING--I lived as a servant with him in London, and he came down for the air to Tockington; he brought me down to go to Bath. VERNON--How long did you continue with him? MRS. KING--A twelve-month, sir. VERNON--And how durst you venture to live so long with a madman? He did not go mad for love of you, I hope? Have you lived any time in Bristol? MRS. KING--No. VERNON--Then I suppose you came but now from London? MRS. KING--Yes, I did. GOODERE--Do you believe he was a madman? MRS. KING--In the actions that I have seen by him, I have reason to think he was a madman. _Mrs. Mary Stafford, sworn._ GOODERE--Mrs. Stafford, will you tell his lordship and the jury what you know of sir John's being a lunatic?