It is a month now since I had a change, and my jerkin is all stained with blood.

I want a wash more than anything; for there was no water near the hut, and the charcoal burner used to bring in a small keg from a spring he passed on his way to his work.

That was enough for drinking, but not enough for washing--a matter which never seemed to have entered into his head, or that of the Jew, as being in the slightest degree necessary." "There is a well just outside," Stanislas said.

"I saw them drawing water in buckets as we came in.

I suppose it was the well of this castle, in the old time." "I will go and have a wash, and change my clothes the first thing," Charlie said.