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You are right, Sir; 'twere not amiss.

Both roast meat and sweet cakes! Why, you live like lords here! When one has slept, as I have, on the naked ground, and lived on bread and water for four or five days

[Looks at him with a smile.] Ay, such a life must be hard for one that is wont to sit at the high-table in noble halls

Noble halls?

But now can you take your ease at Östråt, as long as it likes you.

[Pleased.] Ay? Can I truly? Then I am not to begone again so soon?

Nay, that I know not. Sure you yourself can best say that.

[Softly.] Oh, the devil! [Stretches himself in the chair.] Well, you see—'tis not yet certain. I, for my part, were nothing loath to stay quiet here awhile; but