And when this alchemister saw his time, “Rise up, Sir Priest,” quoth he, “and stand by me; And, for I wot well ingot 4815 have ye none, Go, walkë forth, and bring me a chalk stone; For I will make it of the samë shape That is an ingot, if I may have hap. Bring eke with you a bowl, or else a pan, Full of watér, and ye shall well see than 4816 How that our business shall hap and preve. 4817 And yet, for ye shall have no misbelieve 4818 Nor wrong conceit of me, in your absénce, I willë not be out of your presénce, But go with you, and come with you again.” The chamber-doorë, shortly for to sayn, They opened and shut, and went their way, And forth with them they carried the key; And came again without any delay. Why should I tarry all the longë day? He took the chalk, and shap’d it in the wise