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fiold os the great spada ;—when all his
fears forsook him, and he felt as bold as
a lion. He now relinquished the dastardly
scheme of escaping, and only thought how
he could bell retaliate on his rival, for all
that he had made him suffer.
As Pasqual was stark naked, it was no
more trouble to him to put on the soldier's
clothes than his own; and as both his
cloak and his cappouch together were not
worth a sixpence, he thought it most eli-
gible to equip himself a la militaire, and
to leave his sacerdotal robes to the soldier.
In a short time he was dressed cap-a-pie.
His grcasy cowl, his cloak, his sandals,
his rosary, and his rope of discipline, he
gathered together, and placed on a chair
before the bed ; and girding himself with
a great buff belt, instead of the cordon
of St. Francis, and grasping his trusly
Toledo instead of the crucifix, he sallied
forth into the street. He pondered for
some
fiold os the great spada ;—when all his
fears forsook him, and he felt as bold as
a lion. He now relinquished the dastardly
scheme of escaping, and only thought how
he could bell retaliate on his rival, for all
that he had made him suffer.
As Pasqual was stark naked, it was no
more trouble to him to put on the soldier's
clothes than his own; and as both his
cloak and his cappouch together were not
worth a sixpence, he thought it most eli-
gible to equip himself a la militaire, and
to leave his sacerdotal robes to the soldier.
In a short time he was dressed cap-a-pie.
His grcasy cowl, his cloak, his sandals,
his rosary, and his rope of discipline, he
gathered together, and placed on a chair
before the bed ; and girding himself with
a great buff belt, instead of the cordon
of St. Francis, and grasping his trusly
Toledo instead of the crucifix, he sallied
forth into the street. He pondered for
some