that was in it, and one tooke an e∣lectuary,
another tooke away sweet
meates, one, one thing, another, an∣other,
and then they fell of eating, in
such a manner, that there was neither
box, glasse, pot, or viall, but it was
quite emptyed, and amongst them
there was a little viall glasse, full of a
cleere liquour, which all smelt unto,
but none of them did eate it; and it
was not long, but he saw a man of a
great stature, being ancient, and of a
venerable countenance, who behold∣ing
the pots, and glasses, and finding
one crackt, another overturned,
and most part of them broken, hee
cast his eye, upon the little viall-glasse,
I spake of: and setting it to his
mouth, he drunke out all the liquour
not leaving one drop, and then went
out, as the rest had done before him;
at which Micer Flaminio seemed to
wonder much, and turning to the
Apothecary, he asked him, Sir what
thing is this, and why hath this ho∣norable
old man, drunke up so sa∣vourly,
the water in the little viall,
which the others refused. To whom
the Apothecary answered: Sonne this
venerable man, is our Lord, and the