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see any thing better than a poor parish priest, or a scrubby lord of the village? did'st thou, eh?

I don't know, please you: my brother did once stand within a team's length of the Prince of Carara, when he passed through our village on his way to Franconia.

So then thou art not the first of thy family that has seen a great man. But don't be afraid, my good fellow, I a'nt proud nor haughty as many of them be: thou shalt even shake hands with me an' thou wilt. (Holding out his hand to Clown, who shrinks from him, and, puts his hands behind his back.)

No, I thank you; I ben't much of a hand-shaker: I have got a little sore on my thumb, may it please you; I thank you all the same as tho' I did.

Ay, thou art too mannerly to call it the thing that we wot of. Well, thou art a good sort of fellow; don't be abash'd: thou see'st I am very condescending to thee. Come, then, thou shalt drink a cup of liquor with me. Follow us into the next ward, my good friend.