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John Baptist, looking anything but reassured, sat down on the floor at

the bedside, keeping his eyes upon his patron all the tiht be in the old infernal hole

again, hey? How long have you been out?' 'Two days after you, my master'

'How do you come here?' 'I was cautioned not to stay there, and so I left the town at once,

and since then I have changed about I have been doing odds and ends at

Avignon, at Pont Esprit, at Lyons; upon the Rhone, upon the Saone' As

he spoke, he rapidly mapped the places out with his sunburnt hand upon

the floor 'And where are you going?' 'Going, my master?' 'Ay!'

John Baptist see how

'By Bacchus!' he said at last, as if he were forced to the ad to Paris, and perhaps to England'

'Cavalletto This is in confidence I also aether'