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"
I
have
been
in
Palestine
,
Sir
Clerk
,
"
said
the
knight
,
stopping
short
of
a
sudden
,
"
and
I
bethink
me
it
is
a
custom
there
that
every
host
who
entertains
a
guest
shall
assure
him
of
the
wholesomeness
of
his
food
,
by
partaking
of
it
along
with
him
.
Far
be
it
from
me
to
suspect
so
holy
a
man
of
aught
inhospitable
;
nevertheless
I
will
be
highly
bound
to
you
would
you
comply
with
this
Eastern
custom
.
"
"
To
ease
your
unnecessary
scruples
,
Sir
Knight
,
I
will
for
once
depart
from
my
rule
,
"
replied
the
hermit
.
And
as
there
were
no
forks
in
those
days
,
his
clutches
were
instantly
in
the
bowels
of
the
pasty
.
The
ice
of
ceremony
being
once
broken
,
it
seemed
matter
of
rivalry
between
the
guest
and
the
entertainer
which
should
display
the
best
appetite
;
and
although
the
former
had
probably
fasted
longest
,
yet
the
hermit
fairly
surpassed
him
.
"
Holy
Clerk
,
"
said
the
knight
,
when
his
hunger
was
appeased
,
"
I
would
gage
my
good
horse
yonder
against
a
zecchin
,
that
that
same
honest
keeper
to
whom
we
are
obliged
for
the
venison
has
left
thee
a
stoup
of
wine
,
or
a
runlet
of
canary
,
or
some
such
trifle
,
by
way
of
ally
to
this
noble
pasty
.
This
would
be
a
circumstance
,
doubtless
,
totally
unworthy
to
dwell
in
the
memory
of
so
rigid
an
anchorite
;
yet
,
I
think
,
were
you
to
search
yonder
crypt
once
more
,
you
would
find
that
I
am
right
in
my
conjecture
.
"
The
hermit
only
replied
by
a
grin
;
and
returning
to
the
hutch
,
he
produced
a
leathern
bottle
,
which
might
contain
about
four
quarts
.
He
also
brought
forth
two
large
drinking
cups
,
made
out
of
the
horn
of
the
urus
,
and
hooped
with
silver
.
Having
made
this
goodly
provision
for
washing
down
the
supper
,
he
seemed
to
think
no
farther
ceremonious
scruple
necessary
on
his
part
;
but
filling
both
cups
,
and
saying
,
in
the
Saxon
fashion
,
"
Waes
hael
,
Sir
Sluggish
Knight
!
"
he
emptied
his
own
at
a
draught
.
"
Drink
hael
,
Holy
Clerk
of
Copmanhurst
!
"
answered
the
warrior
,
and
did
his
host
reason
in
a
similar
brimmer
.
"
Holy
Clerk
,
"
said
the
stranger
,
after
the
first
cup
was
thus
swallowed
,
"
I
can
not
but
marvel
that
a
man
possessed
of
such
thews
and
sinews
as
thine
,
and
who
therewithal
shows
the
talent
of
so
goodly
a
trencher-man
,
should
think
of
abiding
by
himself
in
this
wilderness
.
In
my
judgment
,
you
are
fitter
to
keep
a
castle
or
a
fort
,
eating
of
the
fat
and
drinking
of
the
strong
,
than
to
live
here
upon
pulse
and
water
,
or
even
upon
the
charity
of
the
keeper
.
At
least
,
were
I
as
thou
,
I
should
find
myself
both
disport
and
plenty
out
of
the
king
's
deer
.
There
is
many
a
goodly
herd
in
these
forests
,
and
a
buck
will
never
be
missed
that
goes
to
the
use
of
Saint
Dunstan
's
chaplain
.
"
"
Sir
Sluggish
Knight
,
"
replied
the
Clerk
,
"
these
are
dangerous
words
,
and
I
pray
you
to
forbear
them
.
I
am
true
hermit
to
the
king
and
law
,
and
were
I
to
spoil
my
liege
's
game
,
I
should
be
sure
of
the
prison
,
and
,
an
my
gown
saved
me
not
,
were
in
some
peril
of
hanging
.
"
