exceedingly, and cats daily kitten in my quondam boots of the chase! But I have dwelt too long on myself and mine own concern--I give you a hearty congratulation upon your safe return to these parts, and also at the happy return of the duke to his ancient towers. I pray you that you both stop and dine with me; I can only promise you a yeoman's fare, but indeed you shall likewise have a friend's welcome! For, Sir Patricius, I do esteem thee, and I do consider thee, by yea and nay, a man of the most recondite taste and parlous judgment that I ever have encountered; withal resembling, methinks, most accurately what old Flaccus terms '_Homo ad unguem factus_.'" Sir Patricius politely thanked him for his too good opinion of him, which he feared was rather overrated, and apologized for the next to impossibility of accepting of his friendly invitation, which they begged to postpone to some more opportune time. And now having quite sufficiently amused themselves with the eccentric Squire of Crownagelera Castle, Sir David Bruce and Sir Patricius Placebo again returned thanks for the proffered hospitality of Squire Kiltoper, and having bade him good morning, set out on their return, "_Non sine multo risu_," as Sir Patricius expressed himself, for Tyrconnel Castle. CHAPTER III. Now go with me, and with this holy man, Into the chauntry by: there before him, And underneath that consecrated roof, Plight me the full assurance of your faith! TWELFTH NIGHT.