In one of these little Humours, she accused me of being less regardful of pleasing her than any one in the House: I would do Nothing for her. I said there was Nothing I would not do. She said that was fine Talking. I said, Would she prove me? She was leaning over the Balcony at the Time; and, looking down therefrom, said, Would I bring her that yellow Fumitory that grew in the Cleft of the Bridge-buttress? I looked at it and then at her, and said gravely, it could not be done without imperilling of Life, but that if she bade me, I would try. She said, turning red as she spake, she _did_ bid me. Then I said I would take my Reward beforehand, as I might not be fortunate enough to come back. And kissed her Hand, and the same Instant was over the Parapet. She cries, "Oh _Edward_, stay!" and gives a Scream that rings through my Ears and makes People look forth of their Casements. I was hanging by my two Hands to the Ballusters, seeking some Ledge for my Foot; but, seeing her white Face, and knowing she had sent me on a sinfully reckless Errand, I, without more Ado, gave a sudden Spring back into the Balcony. She meanwhile, in the Buckram-chamber, had hidden her Face in her Hands, and was weeping bitterly. I was never so near losing Command of myself as that Time. 'Twould amuse thee—it amuses me,—to pass in Review all her Suitors of that Season. There was Master _Bolsover_, the Merchant-tailor—young _Bowes_, the Goldsmith, Son of Sir _Martin_—_Guy Burrell_, the Clothworker;—pretty near all the great Companies, except the Fishmongers', had their Representative, I think.—Then, for the Court, there were _Ralph de Cobham_, a Spendthrift, _Lancelyn Ferrars_, and a sixth Cousin of the _Percies_. These all came and went, like Players in a Droll. Meantime, I came and went, too; ... to _Leeds_, to _Halifax_, to _Norwich_, to _Stratford_; and again to _Cales_, _Abbeville_, and _Antwerp_. Master _Hewet_ supplied me with plenty of Money, and kept me abroad longer than before. I had Time to look at Pictures and Churches, and to learn to speak the Tongues of the Countries I abode in with some Fluency. I had Introductions to Merchants of the Staple, among whom were Men as friendly and enlightened as any I ever knew. When I learned that Queen _Mary_ had deceased, and that our gracious Lady _Elizabeth_ was set on the Throne in her Stead, I thought it hard to be still kept from Home, where Terror and Tears had now given Place to Joy and Gladness. Howbeit, Master _Hewet_ would still keep me Abroad, on some Affairs that seemed of less Moment to me than they did to him. I set my Face towards _England_ at last, with a greater Longing for Home than I had ever had before. That Home was now changed: Master _Hewet_ had removed into a goodly Mansion in _Philpot Lane_, fit for a Merchant Prince, and plainly yet nobly furnished. His Household was also increased by the Addition of several new Servants; but the House on the Bridge was still his House of Business.