8/9 I have ate too often at a dyke-side, drank of the ditch, and had no roof but the rain." "I should be telling you," said I, "that our breakfasts are sent customarily in about this time of morning. I propose I should go now to the tavern, and bid them add a cover for yourself and delay the meal the matter of an hour, which will give you an interval to meet your daughter in." Methought his nostrils wagged at this. Half an hour, Mr.David, or say twenty minutes; I shall do very well in that. |