  He said to the
Lord St. John--

Searched you well?--but it boots not to ask that.  It doth seem passing
strange.  Little things, trifles, slip out of ones ken, and one does
not think it matter for surprise; but how so bulky a thing as the
Seal of England can vanish away and no man be able to get track of it
again--a massy golden disk--

Tom Canty, with beaming eyes, sprang forward and shouted--

Hold, that is enough!  Was it round?--and thick?--and had it letters
and devices graved upon it?--yes?  Oh, _now_ I know what this Great Seal
is that theres been such worry and pother about.