Our ships came safe home. The Spanish rogues were coming to attack Fowl Mouth, but (as we hoped) the immortal wrath of the Queen Cat of Heaven wrought against them. She would not suffer the rascals near our fowl.
Our heroick Essicks has also fled. He went to the country to scape the mortal wrath of Queen Puss [Bess].
The voyage yielded small profit for her, and she blames him for it. But Siffrans Fear [Sir Francis Vere] found her taking the air in her garden at White Hall, and spake so loud in defence of Essicks that many standing by heared all.
I do not know if…
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