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Rh what we are going to do," said Sir Apple-Cheek. "Rafe, you can be Sir Patrick this time. The reason why we all like to be Sir Patrick," he explained, turning to me, "is that the lords o' Noroway say to him,— Ye Scottishmen spend a' our King's gowd,
 * And a' our Queenis fee;'

and then he answers,— Ye lee! ye lee! ye leers loud,
 * Fu' loudly do ye lee!'

and a lot of splendid things like that. Well, I'll be the king," and accordingly he began:— The King sits in Dunfermline tower,
 * Drinking the bluid-red wine.

O whaur will I get a skeely skipper
 * To sail this new ship o' mine?'"

A dead silence ensued, whereupon the king said testily, "Now, Dandie, you never remember you're the eldern knight; go on!" Thus reminded, Dandie recited:— O up and spake an eldern knight
 * Sat at the King's right knee,

'Sir Patrick Spens is the best sailor
 * That ever sailed the sea.'"

"Now I'll write my letter," said the king, who was endeavoring to make himself comfortable in his somewhat contracted tower. The King has written a braid letter
 * And sealed it with his hand;

And sent it to Sir Patrick Spens,
 * Was walking on the strand.