“Two!—­Nay, beleedy! boh there be three!” exclaimed an immensely tall, stoutly proportioned woman, stepping up, to the increased confusion of the squire, and the infinite merriment of the bystanders, whose laughter had been already excited by the previous part of the scene.  “Didna yo tell me at Myerscough to come here, squire, an ey, Bess Baldwyn, should play Doll Wango to your Jem Tospot?”

“Play the devil! for that’s what you all seem bent upon doing,” exclaimed the squire, impatiently.  “Away with you!  I can have nothing to say to you!”

“You gave me the same promise at the Castle at Preston last night,” said Dame Tetlow.

“I had been drinking, and knew not what I said,” rejoined Nicholas, angrily.

“Boh yo promised me a few minutes ago, an yo’re sober enough now,” cried Nance.

“Ey dunna knoa that,” rejoined Dame Baldwyn, looking reproachfully at him.  “Boh what ey dun knoa is, that nother o’ these squemous queans shan ge in efore me.”

And she looked menacingly at them, as if determined to oppose their ingress, much to the alarm of the timorous Dame Tetlow, though Nance returned her angry glances unmoved.

“For Heaven’s sake, my good fellow, let them all three in!” said Nicholas, in a low tone to the porter, at the same time slipping a gold piece into his hand, “or there’s no saying what may be the consequence, for they’re three infernal viragos.  I’ll take the responsibility of their admittance upon myself with Sir Richard.”

“Well, as your worship says, I don’t like to see quarrelling amongst women,” returned the porter, in a bland tone, “so all three shall go in; and as to who is to play Doll Wango, the master of the ceremonies will settle that, so you need give yourself no more concern about it; but if I were called on to decide,” he added, with an amorous leer at Dame Baldwyn, whose proportions so well matched his own, “I know where my choice would light.  There, now!” he shouted, “Open wide the gate for Squire Nicholas Assheton of Downham, and the three Doll Wangos.”

And, all obstacles being thus removed, Nicholas passed on with the three females amidst the renewed laughter of the bystanders.  But he got rid of his plagues as soon as he could; for, dismounting and throwing his bridle to an attendant, he vouchsafed not a word to any of them, but stepped quickly after Richard and Sherborne, who had already reached the great fire with the bull roasting before it.

Appropriated chiefly to stables and other offices, the base court of Hoghton Tower consisted of buildings of various dates, the greater part belonging to Elizabeth’s time, though some might be assigned to an earlier period, while many alterations and additions had been recently made, in anticipation of the king’s visit.  Dating back as far as Henry II., the family had originally fixed their residence at the foot of the hill, on the banks of the Darwen; but in process