then we met with a coffin; but in regard it was not heavy, we did not
open, which we afterwards much repented. From the cloysters we went into
the Abbey church, where, upon a sudden, (there being no wind when we
began) so fierce, so high, so blustering and loud a wind did rise, that
we verily believed the west-end of the church would have fallen upon us;
our rods would not move at all; the candles and torches, all but one,
were extinguished, or burned very dimly.[10] John Scott, my partner, was
amazed, looked pale, knew not what to think or do, until I gave
directions and command to dismiss the dæmons; which when done, all was
quiet again, and each man returned unto his lodging late, about twelve
o'clock at night; I could never since be induced to join with any in
such-like actions.

[Footnote 9: This Scott lived in Pudding-Lane, and had some time
been a page (or such like) to the Lord Norris.]

[Footnote 10: Davy Ramsey brought an half quartern sack to put
the treasure in.]

The true miscarriage of the business, was by reason of so many people
being present at the operation; for there was about thirty, some
laughing, others deriding us; so that if we had not dismissed the
dæmons, I believe most part of the Abbey church had been blown down;
secrecy and intelligent operators, with a strong confidence and
knowledge of what they are doing, are best for this work.

In 1634, or 1635, a Lady living in Greenwich, who had tried all the
known artists in London, but to no purpose, came weeping and lamenting
her condition, which was this: she had permitted a young Lord to have
the use of her body, till she was with child by him; after which time he