Gob. man, but I praie you tell me, is my boy God rest his soule
Lan. faile of the knowing me: it is a wise Father that knowes
Lan. his owne childe. Well, old man, I will tell you newes of
Lan. your son, giue me your blessing, truth will come to light,
Lan. murder cannot be hid long, a mans sonne may, but in the