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Chapter 20

           "Artthouinconditiontodogoodservice,friar,"saidLocksley,"ordoesthebrownbowlstillruninthyhead?"

           "NotmorethanadroughtofStDunstan’sfountainwillallay,"answeredthepriest;"somethingthereisofawhizzinginmybrain,andofinstabilityinmylegs,butyoushallpresentlyseebothpassaway."

           Sosaying,hesteppedtothestonebasin,inwhichthewatersofthefountainastheyfellformedbubbleswhichdancedinthewhitemoonlight,andtooksolongadroughtasifhehadmeanttoexhaustthespring.

           "Whendidstthoudrinkasdeepadroughtofwaterbefore,HolyClerkofCopmanhurst?"saidtheBlackKnight.

           "Neversincemywine-buttleaked,andletoutitsliquorbyanillegalvent,"repliedthefriar,"andsoleftmenothingtodrinkbutmypatron’sbountyhere."

           Thenplunginghishandsandheadintothefountain,hewashedfromthemallmarksofthemidnightrevel.

           Thusrefreshedandsobered,thejollypriesttwirledhisheavypartisanroundhisheadwiththreefingers,asifhehadbeenbalancingareed,exclaimingatthesametime,"Wherebethosefalseravishers,whocarryoffwenchesagainsttheirwill?Maythefoulfiendflyoffwithme,ifIamnotmanenoughforadozenofthem."

           "Swearestthou,HolyClerk?"saidtheBlackKnight

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