the Thursday before Whitsun, at Terce
My tunic is tearing at the shoulder seam. I need a sewing needle to mend it, but I will not leave the gate to buy one. If I step away, another man will take the tolls. I need someone passing to fetch it, lest Captain James docks my wages.
Nota scribaeHe spoke without lifting his eyes from a merchant's purse.

I can fetch it for you from the square when my shift ends, Wilhelm.
No, I need it before Vespers. And do not ask me for coin for the errand.