He asked me if I were shriven, I tolde him no. Then he said, he wold bring one to me, for to shryve me. And I told him so that I might haue one of these.
Then they sayd, there were of the counsel that ded mayntene me. And I sayd, no. Then they ded put me on the racke, by cause I confessed to no ladyes nor gentyllwomen to be of my opynyon, and thereon they kepte me a longe tyme.
Bycause I laye styll and ded not crye, my lorde Chauncellour and mastre Ryche, toke peynes to racke me their owne handes, tyll I was nygh dead.
