[And later that year....] His Majesty came into our arbor, and addressing
me in French, said: 'Talk with me awhile! The King of France, is
he as tall as I am?' I told him there was but little difference.
He continued, 'Is he as stout?' I said he was not; and he then inquired,
'What sort of legs has he?' I replied 'Spare.' Whereupon he
opened the front of his doublet, and placing his hand on his thigh, said
'Look here! and I have also a good calf to my leg.' He then told
me that he was very fond of this King of France, and that for the sake
of seeing him, he went over there in person, and that on more than three
occasions he was very near him with his army, but that he never would allow
himself to be seen, and always retreated, which his Majesty attributed
to deference for King Louis, who did not choose an engagement to take place;
and he here commenced discussing in detail all the events of that war,
and then took his departure....
After dinner, his Majesty and many others armed themselves cap-a-pie,
and he chose us to see him joust, running upwards of thirty courses, in
one of which he capsized his opponent (who is the finest jouster in the
whole kingdom), horse and all. He then took off his helmet, and came
under the windows where we were, and talked and laughed with us to our
very great honor, and to the surprise of all beholders.