Was it not so it went ? Appleyard , Selden , Smith , old Humphrey gone ; and there lieth poor John Carter , crying , poor sinner , for the priest . '' Dick gave ear . Out of a low window , hard by where they were talking , groans and murmurs came to his ear . `` Lieth he there ? '' he asked . `` Ay , in the second porter 's chamber , '' answered Hatch . `` We could not bear him further , soul and body were so bitterly at odds . At every step we lifted him , he thought to wend . But now , methinks , it is the soul that suffereth . Ever for the priest he crieth , and Sir Oliver , I wot not why , still cometh not . ` Twill be a long shrift ; but poor Appleyard and poor Selden , they had none . '' Dick stooped to the window and looked in . The little cell was low and dark , but he could make out the wounded soldier lying moaning on his pallet . `` Carter , poor friend , how goeth it ? '' he asked . `` Master Shelton , '' returned the man , in an excited whisper , `` for the dear light of heaven , bring the priest . Alack , I am sped ; I am brought very low down ; my hurt is to the death . Ye may do me no more service ; this shall be the last . Now , for my poor soul 's interest , and as a loyal gentleman , bestir you ; for I have that matter on my conscience that shall drag me deep . ''
He groaned , and XXXXX heard the grating of his teeth , whether in pain or terror .
Appleyard Ay Dick Hatch Humphrey Lieth Shelton Twill methinks second