Necessity, that has no Law, drove me to it; You, in part, was the Cause of it, by banishing me, and forcing me into those Straits, which, for the 〈◊〉〈◊〉. Support of my Life, made me commit the Crime, where I had no Malice, nor receiv'd no Injury: My Hypocrisie in pretending to be a Monk, having gotten that Habit, and under a Veil of Sanctity, cheating many, I repent me of it; yet are there many worse Hypocrites than I, that wear them, making Religion a Trade and Gain, more than a real Profession. That I turned Physician I own, and that in meer Emulation to spoil the Ass Doctor's Trade; tho' since, I think there are so many Pretenders, as skilful in Physick as him∣self, that few but Asses turn Physicians; and as I did a little purposed Mischief, they do a great deal; mine was on a just Revenge, purposely, whilst their is ignorantly, for Lucre and Self-In∣terest: for where they to be paid if the Patient lived, and not if he died, they would be more careful, or their Trade would be of little Value; but die or die not, it being all one many times, when the Patient's Money is exhausted, and the Desease grows tedious to them, and they know not what to make of it, they try Practises at random, if he lives so, if not, why then truly his time was come and why could help it? And therefore for this. I think, I ought not to be so much blamed,
The King hearing him speak thus boldly, and in some measure, justify part of his Proceedings, wondered at his Impudence, and demanded where the Treasure was, he pretended to be hid by A∣•…•… the Enchanter? Oh, replied he, that was in Aesop's Fables to gain Credit, that I might get him to escape; and my intended Sacrifices like 〈…〉〈…〉 Miracles: Nay, you, if I thought, as I be: 〈…〉〈…〉 they will not, smooth Flatteries would pass upon you, I am not so willing to Die, but I would 〈…〉〈…〉 once more.