I am but a poor private man , and have hurt none . '' `` The under-sheriff did report of you most vilely , '' said the knight . '' ` Seize me , ' saith he , ` that Tyndal of Shoreby . ' '' `` Condall , my good lord ; Condall is my poor name , '' said the unfortunate . `` Condall or Tyndal , it is all one , '' replied Sir Daniel , coolly . `` For , by my sooth , y ' are here and I do mightily suspect your honesty . If ye would save your neck , write me swiftly an obligation for twenty pound . '' `` For twenty pound , my good lord ! '' cried Condall . `` Here is midsummer madness ! My whole estate amounteth not to seventy shillings . '' `` Condall or Tyndal , '' returned Sir Daniel , grinning , `` I will run my peril of that loss . Write me down twenty , and when I have recovered all I may , I will be good lord to you , and pardon you the rest . '' `` Alas ! my good lord , it may not be ; I have no skill to write , '' said Condall . `` Well-a-day ! '' returned the knight . `` Here , then , is no remedy . Yet I would fain have spared you , Tyndal , had my conscience suffered . Selden , take me this old shrew softly to the nearest elm , and hang me him tenderly by the neck , where I may see him at my riding .
Fare ye well , good Master Condall , dear Master XXXXX ; y ' are post-haste for Paradise ; fare ye then well ! ''
Condall Daniel Selden Shoreby Tyndal amounteth pound shrew sooth under-sheriff