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Said the Lord, "This shall ye hear of me with Otter to help
me out. Hearken!"
CHAPTER 5
Bull Telleth of His Winning of the Lordship of Utterbol
"When thou rannest away from me, and left me alone at Goldburg,
I was grieved; then Clement Chapman offered to take me back with him
to his own country, which, he did me to wit, lieth hard by thine:
but I would not go with him, since I had an inkling that I
should find the slayer of my brother and be avenged on him.
So the Chapmen departed from Goldburg after that Clement had
dealt generously by me for thy sake; and when they were gone
I bethought me what to do, and thou knowest I can some skill
with the fiddle and song, so I betook myself to that craft,
both to earn somewhat and that I might gather tidings and be
little heeded, till within awhile folk got to know me well,
and would often send for me to their merry-makings, where they
gave me fiddler's wages, to wit, meat, drink, and money.
So what with one thing what with another I was rich enough
to leave Goldburg and fall to my journey unto Utterbol;
since I misdoubted me from the first that the caytiff who had
slain my brother was the Lord thereof.
"But one day when I went into the market-place I found a great
stir and clutter there; some folk, both men and women screeching
and fleeing, and some running to bows and other weapons.
So I caught hold of one of the fleers, and asked him what was toward;
and he cried out, 'Loose me! let me go! he is loose, he is loose!'
"'Who is loose, fool?' quoth I.
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