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that, to see whether by chance he
could find the likeness to a stone
upon a face of flesh. And as he was
wandering about at random,
turning continually to this side and
that, like a thief in fear of the
constables, he met a beggar
carrying an hospital of plasters and
a mountain of rags upon his back,
who said to him, "My gallant sir,
what makes you so frightened?“.
"Have I, forsooth, to tell you my
affairs?" answered Jennariello.
"Faith I should do well to tell
my reason to the constable.”
"Softly, my fair youth!“,
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