Lawless, the Cook, and the Sailor

Lawless the cook was by this time already at his second horn of ale. He raised it as if to pledge the speaker. 'Mest your elish,' he said. "'You are for vengeance' Well it becometh ya.' Such a poor brother of the Greenwood that had never lands to lose nor friends to think upon, looketh rather for his poor part, to the profit of the thing" "We shall be leaguer that old fox about, and great shall be the fall of him."

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