"A weaver." "And what do you weave?" "Lance heads, with your worship's good leave." "You're facetious with me! You plume yourself on being a wag? Very good; and where were you going just now?" "To take the air, senor." "And where does one take the air in this island?" "Where it blows." "Good! your answers are very much to the point; you are a smart youth; but take notice that I am the air, and that I blow upon you a-stern, and
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