inn-servants

Updated: August 23, 2026

I cried; and he, still holding my arm, "Why, my fine man," says he, "since you won't take a hint, I must deal plainly with you." As we were then at the foot of the stairs, he suddenly wheeled me to the right about, and plunged me into the crowd of inn-servants. "Landlord," cried he, "take this fellow in and give him his hire on my master's account.

Maurice Henry Hewlett - The Fool Errant : Being the Memoirs of Francis-Anthony Strelley, Esq., Citizen of Lucca