After the third time, everybody retires within to savor the fun that has been had at the fat knight's expense.

This time they dress the fat knight in women's clothes to try and pass him off as the maid.

I have heard all their tricks told me twice over, By the fat knight and the lean gentleman.

I feel that the fat knight is his supreme creation.

I am glad the fat knight is not here.

The fat knight also stands outside all social and political limits.

Whoever had sent these assassins had completely underestimated the fat knight.

A fat knight, wearing a leather apron, was stirring soup.

He loved the fat knight but on this occasion dearly wished to see the back of him.

Though the fat knight still remains "my old lad of the Castle", the stage character has nothing to do with the Lollard leader.