Syr, plesyth it to vndyrstand that i conceyue by your lettyr whyche 
þat ye sent me by Jwdé þat ye haue herd of R.C 
labor whyche he makyth by ouyr vngracyous sustyrs assent; but wher as 
they wryet that they haue my good wyll ther-in, sauyng your reuerence 
þey falsly lye of it, for they neuer spake to me of þat 
mater, nor non othyr body in ther name. Louell axyd me onys a 
qwestyon whedyr þat i vndyrstood how it was betwyx R. C. and 
my sustyr. I can thynk þat it was by Callys menys, for when i 
axyd hym whedyr C. desyird hym to meue me þat qwestyon or 
not, he wold haue gotyn it aweye by hummys and by hays. But i wold 
not so be answeryd, wherfor at þe last he told me þat hys 
oldest sone desyird hym to spere whedyr þat R. C. wer swyr of 
hyr or nowt, for he seyd þat he knew a good maryage for hyr. But 
i wot he lyeyd, for he is hole wyth R. Cale in þat mater; 
wher-for, to þat entent þat he nor they shold pyek no 
comfort of me, i answerd hym þat and my fadyr, whom God 
asoyle, wer a-lyue and had consentyd ther-to, and my modyr and ye 
bothe, he shold neuer haue my good wyll for to make my sustyr to selle 
kandyll and mustard in Framly[n]gham; and þus, wythe mor 
wyhche wer longe to wryet to you, we departyd.  
And wher as it plesythe yow in your lettyr to crye me mercy for 
þat ye sent me not syche ger as i sent yow mony for, i crye yow 
mercy þat i was so lewde to encomber yow wyth eny so sympyll a 
mater, consyderyng the grette maters and weyghty þat ye haue to 
doo; but need compellyd me, for in thys contré is no syche stuffe 
as i sent to yow for. Also, wher as it plesyth yow to send to Rychard 
Calle to delyuer me monye, so God help me i wyll non axe hym for 
my-sylfe, nor non had i of hym, nor of non othyr man but of myne 
owne, syne ye depertyd; but þat lytyll þat i myght for-bere 
of myn owne i haue delyueryd to Dawbeney for howsold, and payd it for 
yow in menys wagys. And ther-for who euer sendys yow word þat 
i haue spent yow eny mony syne ye went hens, they must geue yow an 
othyr reknyng, in sauyng in met and drynk, for i eete lyek an horse of 
purpose to eete yow owte at the dorys; but þat nedythe not, for ye 
com not wyth-in them, whe[r]for, so God help me, the felaushep her 
thynkys  þat ye haue forgetyn vs alle. Wherfor, and eny thyng be 
ille rewlyd when ye come home, wyet it your-selfe for defawt of 
ouer-syght. Also i vndyrstand for verry se[r]teyn, and it is sent me so 
woord owt of my lordys howse, that thys Pentcost is my lordys consell 
at Framlyngham, and they purpose thys week and the next to hold 
coortys her at Caster and at all othyr maners þat wer Syr John F., 
purchasyd of Yelluerton and of Syr T. H., whom God asoyle; and how 
that my demenyng shalbe it is to late to send to yow for auyse, 
wherfo[[r]] and i do well i axe no thank and if i do ille i pray yow ley 
the defawt on ouyr lytyll wyte. But i purpose to vse the fyrst poynt of 
hawkyng, to hold fast and i maye; but so God help me, and they myht 
pulle downe þe howse on ouyr hedys i wyet hem not, whyche i 
trust to God to kep hem from. For, by God that bowght me, the best erle 
in Inglond wold not dele so wyth my lord and my lady as ye do 
wyth-owt makyng of some menys to them; so God help me, who so euer 
auyse yow to do so, he is not your frend. And i may, i tryst to God to se 
yow a-bowght Mydsomer or be-for, for in good feythe i wene ye 
purpose yow þat it shall be Estern er ye come hom; for all your 
seruauntys her wen that ye purpose no more to dele wyth them, but to 
leue hem her in ostage to my lord of Norfolk. A[l]so, syr, i pray yow 
puruey what jne þat my brodyr Edmu[n]d shall be in, for he 
losyth sore tyme her, i promyse yow. I pray yow send me word by the 
next messenger þat comyth, and i shall eythyr send hym or bryng 
hym vp wyth me to London.  
Also, syr, we pore sanz deners of Caster haue brook iij or iij stelle 
bowys; wherfor we beseche yow, and ther be eny maker of steelle bowys 
jn London whyche is verry kunnyng, þat ye wyll send me woord, 
and i shall send yow the bowys þat be brokyn, whyche be your 
owne greet bowe and Roberd Jaksonys bowe and Johon Pampyng[[ys] 
bowe. Thes iij haue kast so many caluys þat they shall neuer cast 
qwarellys tyll they be new mad. I praye yow fynd the menys that my 
lord may haue some resonable meane profyrd so þat he and my 
lady may vndyrstand that ye desyir to haue hys good lordshep. I promyse 
yow jt shall do yow ease, and your tenauntys both. And God preserue.