"Come, then. Our night's labors are not nearly complete."

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highestpitch,awhistleisheard,andwearestraightwaytransportedtothegreathallofthecastle;whereagrey-head 。

highest pitch, a whistle is heard, and we are straightway

transported to the great hall of the castle; where a grey-headed

seneschal sings a funny chorus with a funnier body of vassals,

who are free of all sorts of places, from church vaults to

palaces, and roam about in company, carolling perpetually.

Such changes appear absurd; but they are not so unnatural as they

would seem at first sight. The transitions in real life from

well-spread boards to death-beds, and from mourning-weeds to

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