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A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court

CHAPTER XXVIII
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In fact, there isn't anything that can right the matter but practice.

This is a good place for it: roots and stony ground to break up your stately gait, a region not liable to interruption, only one field and one hut in sight, and they so far away that nobody could see us from there.

It will be well to move a little off the road and put in the whole day drilling you, sire." After the drill had gone on a little while, I said: "Now, sire, imagine that we are at the door of the hut yonder, and the family are before us.

Proceed, please--accost the head of the house." The king unconsciously straightened up like a monument, and said, with frozen austerity: "Varlet, bring a seat; and serve to me what cheer ye have." "Ah, your grace, that is not well done." "In what lacketh it ?" "These people do not call _each other_ varlets." "Nay, is that true ?" "Yes; only those above them call them so." "Then must I try again.

I will call him villein." "No-no; for he may be a freeman." "Ah--so.


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