Myles Falworth:
[
Sir James instructs Myles to ride a horse among a series of pells - upright supports - with his hands over his head. When he fails, he complains to Sir James that he cannot control the horse] How is the horse supposed to know, unless he has more sense than I?
Sir James:
A possibility not so remote as you might imagine.
Myles Falworth:
[
after holding a stone in his outstretched arm for a long length of time] My arm feels as if it shall fall off.
Francis Gascoyne:
That's alright, you'll be allowed to use the other.
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