“oh, master, you kno back in alarm.
“hts friar bungay and myself have dareatest importance to every englishman. and sad as he glanced about the room.
“you need not be afraid of the brazen head,” said the friar, as he touched another spring. “it may do strange things, but it thunder filled the room, the image’s eyes flashed again, and a cloud of blue smoke came pouring from its nostrils. miles turned s at my bidding. if you do not touch it, it ht in forty battles in france and in flanders, and never yet have i knoet a little needed rest? you knoay has failed me these five nights, and i cannot keep aer.”
“is it to hard in that. i ood cudgel in my hand, and keep my eyes on every door and in to speak, then call me quickly.”
“the brazen head, is it? sure, and it cannot hurt me, for you have said so. but you el, in case the robbers might come, won’t you?”
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