Apõ the thirde day after/ was it tolde Labã y^t Iacob was fled. Thã he toke his brethrẽ with him and folowed after him .vij. dayes iourney and ouer toke him at the mounte Gilead. And God came to Labã the Siriã in a dreame by nighte/ and sayde vnto him: take hede to thi selfe/ that thou speake not to Iacob oughte save good. And Labã ouer toke Iacob: and Iacob had pitched his tẽte in y^t mounte. And Laban with his brethern pitched their tẽte also apon the mounte Gilead. Than sayde Labã to Iacob: why hast thou this done vnknowynge to me/ and hast caried awaye my doughters as though they had bene takẽ captyue with swerde? Wherfore wentest thou awaye secretly vnknowne to me & didest not tell me/ y^t I myghte haue broughte y^e on the waye with myrth/ syngynge/ tymrells and harppes/ and hast not suffred me to kysse my childern & my doughters. Thou wast a fole to do it/ for I am able to do you evell. But the God of youre father spake vnto me yesterdaye saynge take hede tha thou speake not to Iacob oughte saue goode. And now though thou wẽtest thi waye because thou lõgest after thi fathers house/ yet wherfore hast thou stollen my goddes? Iacob answerd & sayde to Labã: because I was afrayed/ & thought that thou woldest haue takẽ awaye thy doughters fro me. But with whome soeuer thou fyndest thy goddes/ let him dye here before oure brethrẽ. Seke that thine is by me/ & take it to the: for Iacob wist not that Rahel had stollẽ thẽ. Thã wẽt Labã in to Iacobs tẽte/ & in to Leas tẽte/ & in to .ij. maydens tentes: but fownde thẽ not. Thã wẽt he out of Leas tẽte/ & entred in to Rahels tẽte. And Rahel toke the ymages/ & put them in the camels strawe & sate doune apõ thẽ. And Labã serched all the tẽte: but fownde thẽ not. Thã sayde she to hir father: my lorde/ be not angrye y^t I cã not ryse vp before the/ for the disease of wemẽ is come apon me. So searched he/ but foũde thẽ not. Iacob was wrooth & chode with Labã: Iacob also answered and sayde to him: what haue I trespaced or what haue I offended/ that thou foloweddest after me? Thou hast searched all my stuffe/ and what hast thou founde of all thy housholde stuffe? put it here before thi brethern & myne/ & let thẽ iudge betwyxte vs both. This xx. yere y^t I haue bene wyth the/ thy shepe and thy gootes haue not bene baren/ and the rammes of thi flocke haue I not eatẽ. What soeuer was torne of beastes I broughte it not vnto y^e/ but made it good my silf: of my hãde dydest thou requyre it/ whether it was stollen by daye or nyghte Moreouer by daye the hete consumed me/ and the colde by nyghte/ and my slepe departed fro myne eyes.