In 1634, or 1635, a Lady living in Greenwich, who had tried all the
known artists in London, but to no purpose, came weeping and lamenting
her condition, which was this: she had permitted a young Lord to have
the use of her body, till she was with child by him; after which time he
could not or would not endure her sight, but commanded his lacquies and
servants to keep his doors fast shut, lest she should get into his
chamber; or if they chanced to see her near his lodging, to drive her
away, which they several times had done. Her desire unto me was to
assist her to see him, and then she should be content; whereupon I
ordered, such a day, such an hour of that day, to try her fortune once
more. She obeyed; and when she came to the King's Bench, where the Lord
there was imprisoned, the outward door stood wide open: none speaking a
word unto her, she went up stairs, no body molesting her; she found the
Lord's chamber door wide open: he in bed, not a servant to be heard or
seen, so she was pleased. Three days after she came to acquaint me with
her success, and then drew out of her pocket a paper full of ratsbane,
which, had she not had admission unto him that day I appointed, she
would in a pint of white wine have drank at the stair's foot where the
Lord lodged.
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