1109 He go’th, and getteth him a kneading trough, And after that a tub, and a kemelin, And privily he sent them to his inn: And hung them in the roof full privily. With his own hand then made he ladders three, To climbë by the ranges and the stalks 1110 Unto the tubbës hanging in the balks; 1111 And victualed them, kemelin, trough, and tub, With bread and cheese, and good ale in a jub, 1112 Sufficing right enough as for a day. But ere that he had made all this array, He sent his knave, and eke his wench 1113 also, Upon his need 1114 to London for to go. And on the Monday, when it drew to night, He shut his door withoutë candle light, And dressed