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Poor fool! she thought herself in wondrous price / / With God, as if in Paradise she were; / / But, were she not in a fool's paradise, / / She might have seen more reason to despair, / / And, therefore, as that wretch hew'd out his cell / / Under the bowels, in the heart of hell! / / So she, above the moon, amid the stars would dwell. / / GILES FLETCHER.
We must leave Cecil Place for a while -- suffer Manasseh Ben Israel to pursue his journey to Hampton Court -- offer no intrusion upon the solitude of the preacher Fleetword -- take no note of aught concerning Walter De Guerre or Major Wellmore -- nor heed, for a time, whether the Buccaneer steered his course by land or water: attend to nothing, in fact, for the present, except the motives and actions of Zillah Ben Israel.