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172 Read the letter out loud, Rafe, and then you'll remember what to do." To Noroway! to Noroway!
 * To Noroway on the faem!

The King's daughter of Noroway,
 * 'Tis thou maun bring her hame,'"

read Rafe.

"Now do the next part!"

"I can't; I'm going to chuck up that next part. I wish you'd do Sir Pat until it comes to 'Ye lee! ye lee!'" "No, that won't do, Rafe. We have to mix up everybody else, but it 's too bad to spoil Sir Patrick." "Well, I'll give him to you, then, and be the king. I don't mind so much now that we've got such a good tower; and why can't I stop up there even after the ship sets sail, and look out over the sea with a telescope? That's the way Elizabeth did the time she was king." "You can stay till you have to come down and be a dead Scots lord. I'm not going to lie there as I did last time, with nobody but the Wrig for a Scots lord, and her forgetting to be dead!" Sir Apple-Cheek then essayed the hard part "chucked up" by Rafe. It was rather difficult, I confess, as the first four lines were in pantomime and required great versatility:— The first word that Sir Patrick read,
 * Fu' loud, loud laughéd he;