Here is my new plan. I shall remove to Gothenburg, where I shall spend all my days eating laxsmorgås and drinking coffee in the sun. A magic circle comprising Sir Walter Raleigh and my lords of Oxford, Rutland, and Derby shall finish my writings, publishing them under my name or that of a plausible impostor. In exchange for my silence on these and other matters, the Queen shall send by way of the rogue Anthony Bacon a not ungenerous stipend. When she deems it safe, mollpeartree and Virgil shall join me. If Virgil is good, he may have some laxsmorgås.