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Chapter 32

           "BySaintDunstan,"saidtheFriar,"IfoundhimwhereIsoughtforbetterware!Ididstepintothecellaragetoseewhatmightberescuedthere;forthoughacupofburntwine,withspice,beanevening’sdroughtforanemperor,itwerewaste,methought,toletsomuchgoodliquorbemulledatonce;andIhadcaughtuponerunletofsack,andwascomingtocallmoreaidamongtheselazyknaves,whoareevertoseekwhenagooddeedistobedone,whenIwasavisedofastrongdoorAha!thoughtI,hereisthechoicestjuiceofallinthissecretcrypt;andtheknavebutler,beingdisturbedinhisvocation,hathleftthekeyinthedoorInthereforeIwent,andfoundjustnoughtbesidesacommodityofrustedchainsandthisdogofaJew,whopresentlyrenderedhimselfmyprisoner,rescueornorescue.Ididbutrefreshmyselfafterthefatigueoftheaction,withtheunbeliever,withonehummingcupofsack,andwasproceedingtoleadforthmycaptive,when,crashaftercrash,aswithwildthunder-dintandlevin-fire,downtoppledthemasonryofanoutertower,(marrybeshrewtheirhandsthatbuiltitnotthefirmer!)andblockedupthepassage.TheroarofonefallingtowerfollowedanotherIgaveupthoughtoflife;anddeemingitadishonourtooneofmyprofessiontopassoutofthisworldincompanywithaJew,Iheavedupmyhalberdtobeathisbrainsout;butItookpityonhisgreyhairs,andjudgeditbettertolaydownthepartisan,andtakeupmyspiritualweaponforhisconversion.

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