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Updated: July 13, 2025

'Leave him to me, wifelkin, said the man, interposing; 'you shall now see how I'll baste him down the lane. Myself. I tell you what, my chap, you had better put down that thing of yours; my father lies concealed within my tepid breast, and if to me you offer any harm or wrong, I'll call him forth to help me with his forked tongue. Man. What do you mean, ye Bengui's bantling?

George Henry Borrow - Lavengro; the Scholar, the Gypsy, the Priest

"Leave him to me, wifelkin," said the man, interposing; "you shall now see how I'll baste him down the lane." Myself. I tell you what, my chap, you had better put down that thing of yours; my father lies concealed within my tepid breast, and if to me you offer any harm or wrong, I'll call him forth to help me with his forked tongue. Man. What do you mean, ye Bengui's bantling?

George Henry Borrow - Lavengro: The Scholar, the Gypsy, the Priest