To this the young knight would have replied, but the blind beggar
Monford, not being able to bear his taunts and reproaches any longer,
said, "I cannot see you at all, but sir, whatever you are I hear you too
much, and more than becomes a civil gentleman; nor do I count my girl so
mean to suffer her to be railed on at my door; therefore, pray sir, hold
your prating, or I shall fell you with my staff. I have seen the day
when a taller fellow than you durst not put me in a passion. If your
kinsman does not think my child a fit match for him, let him let her
alone and welcome. I am satisfied she hath her share of beauty and good
breeding, and those are enough to recommend her. But know, sir, that I,
her father, am willing and ready to lay down as many guineas for my
child as you are to drop for your nephew, and therefore care not how
soon you begin." The knight's uncle was something surprised at this
speech of the blind beggar's; but, however, he accepted of the
challenge, and sent to London for a bag of gold. As soon as it was
brought, Monford pulled out two large cat skins stuffed with gold from
under a bundle of rags, whereby it appeared his trade had been
advantageous. Both parties being ready, they rained a golden shower so
plentifully that the gentleman's stock failed him, and the beggar, not
hearing it chink, fell into laughter and said, "How, sir, is your money
done so soon? I thought at first you had more words than money. Pray,
for your credit's sake, try your friends, for I have three or four cat
skins with golden puddings in their bellies yet." "Indeed," said the
gentleman, "I am content to own you have outdone me, and think you have
the philosopher's stone, or keep a familiar to bring it to you from the
golden mountain. But seeing the world goes so well with you, I shall no
further go about to persuade my nephew from being your son-in-law, but
beg pardon for what I have done." "Oh, do you so," said the beggar,
"then may things be better, perhaps, than you expect." Then, turning to
the knight, "Gather up," said he, "the loose coin I have scattered, and
here's a cat skin filled which will make up the sum of three thousand
pounds, beside a hundred more to buy her a wedding gown. Take this as
her present portion, and, as you behave yourself, expect more hereafter.
I give her to you, and with her a blessing. Go to church and be married,
in God's name, and I wish you both success and prosperity." When he had
thus spoken, the knight and bride fell upon their knees, and gave him a
thousand thanks and departed, whilst those that had been suitors,
hearing what had happened, were ready to hang themselves for madness.
CHAPTER X.
_How Pretty Betty was Married to the Knight, and her
true Pedigree discovered._
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