the curly bard said after kitchin the womn in his crave, ay he, laid in his corner, jilting no fewer than three female bribes. That’s his little ribbeunuch! Him that gronde old mand to be comman- deering chief of the jorth would come to party at that time in all ladies’ lavastories we just lease to sea vermelhion but too wellbred not to see. The dame dowager to stay in afar