"I know no such thing," answered the Friar, "and defy thee for a meddling cocks-comb."
"Nay, but," said the knight, who seemed to take a pleasure in provoking his quondam host, "hast thou forgotten how, that for my sake, (for I say nothing of the temptation of the flagon and the pasty,) thou didst break thy vow of fast and vigil?"
"Truly, friend," said the Friar, clenching his huge fist, "I will bestow a buffet on thee."
"I accept of no such presents," said the knight; "I will repay thee with usury as deep as ever thy prisoner there exacted in his traffic."
"I will prove that presently," said the Friar.
"Hola!" cried the Captain, "what art thou after, mad Friar? brawling beneath our Trysting-tree?"
"No brawling," said the knight, "it is but a friendly interchange of courtesy. Friar, strike an thou darest—I will stand thy blow, if thou wilt stand mine."
"Thou hast the advantage with that iron-pot on thy head," said the churchman ; "but have
