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dish. Poor Robin, very thankful for so great kindness, would not stay, but presently had them drest; making all the haste he could, for fear any should come in, to be partakers with him in his dinner: But having eaten them, and understood the truth, he fell a-speuing, as if his gall would cone up with it. Poor Sarah, in like manner, disgorged her stomach, so that who would have seen them, would have concluded them drunk with eating.
CHAP. X.
The Blue Regiment of Train-Soldiers being on a time at Walden, one of the Serjeants, to shew his bravery, had gotten a great blue scarf about his middle, being as much, or more, than the Ensign had in his colours. Poor Robin thinking him to be to fine to fight, would venture to put a jeer upon him, and calling him, asked if he wanted any work? "Why," said the Serjeant, "what makes you ask?" Pray your pardon, quoth Poor Robin, "I was mistaken in you; I took you for a shoemaker, because you had gotten your blue apron before you."
