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upon thy face before."
The woman sank back to a sitting posture on the floor, and, covering her
eyes with her hands, gave way to heart-broken sobs and wailings.
"Let the show go on!" shouted Canty. "What, Nan!--what, Bet! mannerless
wenches! will ye stand in the Prince's presence? Upon your knees, ye
pauper scum, and do him reverence!"
He followed this with another horse-laugh. The girls began to plead
timidly for their brother; and Nan said--
"An thou wilt but let him to bed, father, rest and sleep will heal his
madness: prithee, do."
"Do, father," said Bet; "he is more worn than is his wont. To-morrow
will he be himself again, and will beg with diligence, and come not empty
home again."
This remark sobered the father's joviality, and brought his mind to
business. He turned angrily upon the Prince, and said--
"The morrow must we pay two pennies to him that owns this hole; two
pennies, mark ye--all this money for a half-year's rent, else out of this
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