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Railest on me for selling a false relic now and then, and wastest thy earnings on such as sell nought else. I tell thee, Bon Bec, said he, 'there is not one true relic on earth's face.
"Henry," said Mr. Friend, taking him kindly by the hand, "we pity thee sincerely, as thou knowest; but thy bitter, revengeful expressions are unchristian, sinful. The authorities whom thou, not for the first time, railest on so wildly, acted, be sure of it, from a sense of duty; a mistaken one, in my opinion, doubtless; still" "Say no more, sir," interrupted Mason.
"Thou hast not yet tasted the sweets of this world's comfits, and thou railest at them?" "The grapes are sour, lad." "And will be to the end," said Amyas, "if they come off such a devil's tree as that. I really think you are out of your mind, Captain Raleigh, at times." "I wish I were; for it is a troublesome, hungry, windy mind as man ever was cursed withal. But come in, lad.
After hearing which, I said: "Be silent, old woman, and provoke not the wrath of the gods by thy speech. Now that thou art incapacitated from love by age and rejected by all the gods, thou railest against this one, blaspheming him in whom thou didst erstwhile take delight.
Only one thing I will warn thee, good Adam, that henceforth and for ever, when thou railest at me for being somewhat hot at hand, and rather too prompt to out with poniard or so, thy admonition shall serve as a prologue to the memorable adventure of the switching of Saint Michael's."
Denys uttered an exclamation, then hugged him warmly and, quite overcome by this sudden turn of youthful affection and native grace, gulped out in a broken voice, "Railest on women and art like them with thy pretty ways. Thy mother's milk is in thee still. Satan would love thee, or le bon Dieu would kick him out of hell for shaming it. Give me thy hand! Give me thy hand!
And being gone, said I, 'Master, of those twain I know not which is the more pitiable. And he laughed in my face, 'Behold thy justice, Bon Bec, said he. 'Thou railest on thy poor, good, within an ace of honest master, and bestowest alms on a "vopper." 'Vopper, said I, 'what is a vopper? 'why, a trull that feigns madness. That was one of us, that sham maniac, and wow but she did it clumsily.
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