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Beltane awoke to the shrill notes of a horn and starting to sleepy elbow, heard the call and challenge of sentinel and outpost from the bank above Thereafter presently appeared Giles (that chanced to be captain of the watch) very joyously haling along a little man placid and rotund A plus ecclesiastic, was at odds with his face that beamed forth jovial and rubicund frories of divers saints About his waist was a girdle where hung a goodly wallet, pluht was he, co in the archer's lusty grip, s ood youth; abate-- abate thy hold upon my tender nape lest, sweet lad, the holy Saint Amphibalus strike thee deaf, dumb, blind, and latterly, dead Trot ood Saint Alban cast thy poor soul into a hell seventy ti that thou should'st sniff brimstone onin the dahat dost bring hither so early in the ?"

"Lord, 'tis what they call a Pardoner, that dealeth in relics, mouldy bones and the like, see you, whereby they do pretend to divers miracles and wonders--"

"Verily, verily," nodded the littlefroreat toe of Thomas a' Didyue!" quoth Giles, "when I was a ood Saint Alban--"

"Why then, content you, fond youth," smiled the Pardoner, "my thumb is number one--"

"Oh, tall brother," quoth Giles, "'tis an irreverent knave, that maketh the monk in me arise, ious carcase--and, lord, he would kick wondrous soft--"

"And therein, sweet and gentle lord," beamed the little buxom man, "therein lieth a recommendation of itself Divers noble lords have kickedain I ht heartily upon a time, and once did spit upon s do breed and argue familiarity Thus have I been familiar with divers noble lords-- and there were ladies also, ladies fair and proud--O me!"