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"Weare，yourreverence。"
"Woulditnotbequiterighttosaddleandbridleyouall，andrideyouviolentlydownHolyheadortheGiant’sCausewayintothewaters，causingyoutoperishthere，liketheherdofswineofold？"
"Itwould，yourreverence。"
"Andknowingandconfessingallthis，youhavethecheektocomeandaskmeforablessing？"
"Wehave，yourreverence。"
"Well，howshallIgivetheblessing？"
"Och，sureyourreverenceknowsverywellhowtogiveit。"
"ShallIgiveitinIrish？"
"Och，no，yourreverence—ablessinginIrishisnoblessingatall。"
"InEnglish？"
"Och，murder，no，yourreverence，GodpreserveusallfromanEnglishblessing！"
"InLatin？"
"Yes，sure，yourreverence；inwhatelseshouldyoublessusbutinholyLatin？"
"Wellthenprepareyourselves。"
"Wewill，yourreverence—stayonemomentwhilstIwhispertotheboysthatyourreverenceisabouttobestowyourblessinguponus。"
Thenturningtotherestwhoallthistimehadkepttheireyesfixedintentlyuponus，hebellowedwiththevoiceofabull：
"Downonyourmarrowbones，yesinners，forhisreverenceTobanisabouttoblessusallinholyLatin。"
Hethenflunghimselfonhiskneesonthepier，andallhiscountrymen，baringtheirheads，followedhisexample—yes，therekneltthirtybare—headedEirionaichonthepierofCaerGybibeneaththebroilingsun。IgavethemthebestLatinblessingI
couldremember，outoftwoorthreewhichIhadgotbymemoryoutofanoldPopishbookofdevotion，whichIboughtinmyboyhoodatastall。ThenturningtothedeputyIsaid，"Well，nowareyousatisfied？"
"Sure，Ihavearighttobesatisfied，yourreverence；andsohaveweall—surewecannowallgoonboardthedirtysteamer，withoutfearoffireorwater，ortheblackguardHillofHowtheither。"
"Thengetup，andtelltheresttogetup，andpleasetoknowandlettherestknow，thatIdonotchoosetoreceivefarthertrouble，eitherbywordorlook，fromanyofye，aslongasIremainhere。"
"Yourreverenceshallbeobeyedinallthings，"saidthefellow，gettingup。Thenwalkingawaytohiscompanionshecried，"Getup，boys，andplasetoknowthathisreverenceTobanisnottobefarthertroubledbybeinglookedatorspokentobyanyoneofusaslongasheremainsuponthisdirtypier。"
"Divilabitfarthertroubleshallhehavefromus！"exclaimedmanyavoice，astherestofthepartyarosefromtheirknees。
InhalfaminutetheydisposedthemselvesinmuchthesamemannerasthatinwhichtheywerewhenIfirstsawthem—someflungthemselvesagaintosleepunderthewall，someseatedthemselveswiththeirbacksagainstit，andlaughedandchatted，butwithouttakinganynoticeofme；thosewhosatandchattedtook，orappearedtotake，aslittlenoticeasthosewholayandsleptofhisreverenceFatherToban。
CHAPTERXLII
GageofSuffolk—FellowinaTurban—TownofHolyhead—FatherBoots—AnExpedition—HolyHeadandFinisterrae—GryffithabCynan—TheFairies’Well。
LEAVINGthepierIturnedupastreettothesouth，andwasnotlongbeforeIarrivedatakindofmarket—place，wherewerecartsandstalls，andontheground，oncloths，applesandplums，andabundanceofgreengages，—thelatter，whengood，decidedlythefinestfruitintheworld，afruit，fortheintroductionofwhichintoEngland，theEnglishhavetothankoneGageofanancientSuffolkfamily，atpresentextinct，afterwhosenamethefruitderivesthelatterpartofitsappellation。Strollingaboutthemarket—placeIcameincontactwithafellowdressedinaturbananddirtybluelinenrobesandtrowsers。Heboreabundleofpapersinhishand，oneofwhichheofferedtome。Iaskedhimwhohewas。
"Arap，"hereplied。
Hehadadark，cunning，roguishcountenance，withsmalleyes，andhadalltheappearanceofaJew。IspoketohiminwhatArabicI
couldcommandonasudden，andhejabberedtomeinacorruptdialect，givingmeaconfusedaccountofacaptivitywhichhehadundergoneamidstsavageMahometans。AtlastIaskedhimwhatreligionhewasof。
"TheChristian，"hereplied。
"HaveyoueverbeenoftheJewish？"saidI。
Hereturnednoanswersavebyagrin。
Itookthepaper，gavehimapenny，andthenwalkedaway。ThepapercontainedanaccountinEnglishofhowthebearer，thesonofChristianparents，hadbeencarriedintocaptivitybytwoMahometanmerchants，afatherandson，fromwhomhehadescapedwiththegreatestdifficulty。
"Prettyfools，"saidI，"mustanypeoplehavebeenwhoeverstoleyou；butohwhatfoolsiftheywishedtokeepyouaftertheyhadgotyou！"
Thepaperwasstuffedwithreligiousandanti—slaverycant，andmerelywantedalittleoftheteetotalnonsensetobeaperfectspecimenofhumbug。
Istrolledforward，encounteringmorecartsandmoreheapsofgreengages；presentlyIturnedtotherightbyastreet，whichledsomewayupthehill。Thehousesweretolerablylargeandallwhite。Thetown，withitswhitehousesplacedbytheseaside，ontheskirtofamountain，beneathablueskyandabroilingsun，putmesomethinginmindofaMoorishpiraticaltown，inwhichIhadoncebeen。Becomingsoontiredofwalkingabout，withoutanyparticularaim，insogreataheat，Ideterminedtoreturntotheinn，callforale，anddeliberateonwhatIhadbestnextdo。SoI
returnedandcalledforale。ThealewhichwasbroughtwasnotalewhichIamparticularlyfondof。ThealewhichIamfondofisaleaboutnineortenmonthsold，somewhathard，tastingwellofmaltandlittleofthehop—alesuchasfarmers，andnoblementoo，ofthegoodoldtime，whenfarmers’daughtersdidnotplayonpianosandnoblemendidnotselltheirgame，wereinthehabitofofferingtobothhighandlow，anddrinkingthemselves。Thealewhichwasbroughtmewasthinwashystuff，whichthoughitdidnottastemuchofhop，tastedstilllessofmalt，madeandsoldbyoneAllsopp，whoIamtoldcallshimselfasquireandagentleman—ashecertainlymaywithquiteasmuchrightasmanyalordcallshimselfanoblemanandagentleman；forsurelyitisnotafractionmoretrumperytomakeandsellalethantofattenandsellgame。ThealeoftheSaxonsquire，forAllsoppisdecidedlyanoldSaxonname，howeverunakintothepracticeofoldSaxonsquiresthesellingofalemaybe，wasdrinkableforitwasfresh，andtheday，asIhavesaidbefore，exceedinglyhot；soItookfrequentdraughtsoutoftheshiningmetaltankardinwhichitwasbrought，deliberatingbothwhilstdrinking，andintheintervalsofdrinking，onwhatIhadnextbestdo。Ihadsomethoughtsofcrossingtothenorthernsideofthebay，then，bearingthenorth—
east，wendmywaytoAmlwch，followthewindingsofthesea—shoretoMathafarneithafandPentraethCoch，andthenreturntoBangor，afterwhichIcouldboastthatIhadwalkedroundthewholeofAnglesey，andindeedtroddennoinconsiderablepartofthewaytwice。Beforecoming，however，toanyresolution，Ideterminedtoasktheadviceofmyfriendthebootsonthesubject。SoI
finishedmyale，andsentwordbythewaiterthatIwishedtospeaktohim；hecameforthwith，andaftercommunicatingmydeliberationstohiminafewwordsIcravedhiscounsel。Theoldman，afterrubbinghisrightforefingerbehindhisrightearforaboutaquarterofaminute，inquiredifImeanttoreturntoBangor，andonmytellinghimthatitwouldbenecessaryformetodoso，asI
intendedtowalkbacktoLlangollenbyCaernarvonandBethGelert，stronglyadvisedmetoreturntoBangorbytherailroadtrain，whichwouldstartatsevenintheevening，andwouldconveymethitherinanhourandahalf。ItoldhimthatIhatedrailroads，andreceivedforanswerthathehadnoparticularlikingforthemhimself，butthatheoccasionallymadeuseofthemonapinch，andsupposedthatIlikewisedidthesame。Ithenobserved，thatifI
followedhisadviceIshouldnotseethenorthsideoftheislandnoritsprincipaltownAmlwch，andreceivedforanswerthatifI
neverdid，thelosswouldnotbegreat—thatasforAmlwchitwasapoorpoverty—strickenplace—theinnashabbyaffair—themasteraveryso—soindividual，andthebootsafellowwithouteitherwitorliterature。ThatuponthewholehethoughtImightbesatisfiedwithwhatIhadseenforafterhavingvisitedOwenTudor’stomb，CaerGybiandhishotel，IhadinfactseenthecreamofMona。IthensaidthatIhadoneobjectiontomake，whichwasthatIreallydidnotknowhowtoemploythetimetillseveno’clock，forthatIhadseenallaboutthetown。
"ButhasyourhonourascendedtheHead？"demandedFatherBoots。
"No，"saidI；"Ihavenot。"
"Then，"saidhe，"Iwillsoonfindyourhonourwaysandmea
