CONSPIRACY AGAINST HUDSON ad. 



1610. 

 was late up, and they thought he had been with the 

 Master, but he was with the Carpenter, who lay on 

 the Poope, and comming downe from him, was met by 

 his Cabbin-mate, as it were by chance, and so they came 

 to their Cabbin together. It was not long ere it was 

 day : then came Bennet for water for the Kettle, hee 

 rose and went into the Hold : when hee was in, they 

 shut the Hatch on him (but who kept it downe I know 

 not) up upon the Deck went Bennet. 



In the meane time Henrie Greene, and another went to 

 the Carpenter, and held him with a talke, till the Master 

 came out of his Cabbin (which hee soone did) then came 

 John Thomas and Bennet before him, while Wilson 

 bound his armes behind him. He asked them what they They bind the 

 meant : they told him, he should know when he was Master. 

 in the Shallop. Now Ivet, while this was a doing, came 

 to John King into the Hold, who was provided for him, 

 for he had got a sword of his own, and kept him at a 

 bay, and might have killed him, but others came to helpe 

 him : and. so he came up to the Master. The Master 

 called to the Carpenter, and told him that he was bound ; 

 but, I heard no answere he made. Now Arnold Lodlo, 

 and Michael Bute rayled at them, and told them their 

 knaverie would shew it selfe. Then was the Shallop 

 haled up to the Ship side, and the poore, sicke, and lame 

 men were called upon to get them out of their Cabbins 

 into the Shallop. The Master called to me, who came 

 out of my Cabbin as well as I could, to the Hatch way 

 to speake with him : where, on my knees I besought 

 them, for the love of God, to remember themselves, 

 and to doe as they would be done unto. They bad 

 me keepe my selfe well, and get me into my Cabbin ; 

 not suffering the Master to speake with me. But when 

 I came into my Cabbin againe, hee called to me at the 

 Home, which gave light into my Cabbin, and told mee 

 that Ivet would overthrow us all ; nay (said I) it is 

 that villaine Henrie Greene, and I spake it not softly. 



Now was the Carpenter at libertie, who asked them, 



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