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Show 47 "And what would you have me do about that?" demanded Laud in impatience with Tomlinsons's aggressiveness. "Forgive me, " sulked Tomlinson in the realization that he had overstepped his bounds. "In your zeal, you forget that we have our limitations. Our jurisdiction is London! I can tell you, the King is pleased with what we're doing here-ridding the Kingdom of the 'pests' as you so aptly called them," chided Laud. Tomlinson remembered why he had come and spoke to refocus the conversation. "About John Lathrop...Reverend John Lathrop...." he spoke with sarcasm. When Bishop Hall had conveyed his suspicions of Lathrop to Bishop Laud, Tomlinson remembered the name from his encounter with Lathrop at Westminster Pillory. Like a hound on the scent, it had taken Tomlinson awhile, but he had persisted until he had indeed found out much about the Separatist minister, gathering tidbits of information from unsuspecting souls. When Henry Jacob had gone to America, his congregation did not fall apart'as some had suggested. Rather, the reins of leadership had been shifted to the man John Lathrop. And from what Tomlinson could |