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‘Dere god,’ seyd Torrant than),
‘Yff ther be anny crystyn) man)
In thys hold of ston), 255
Torrent asks for a night’s lodging in the Castle.
That woll̴, for the love of god of myght,
Harbourrow a jentylman) thys nyght,
For I ame but on)!’
‘Seynt Marry,’ seyd that lady clere,
‘What crystyn) man) axithe harburrow here?’ 260
Nere hym sche gothe a-non.
‘I wold harburrow the full̴ fayne,
But a gyant wyll̴ the slayne.’
To hym sche mad here mone.
259. clere] e corrected out of r MS.
261. sche gothe anon] a non sche gothe MS.