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CHAP. XXVI.
He falling accidentally into a strange house, endea∣vours to build a Sconce, but is frustrated of his in∣tent. The old Hostess pities him at first, and re∣lieves him, and continually after feeds him for her own peculiar Diet; further insisting on the mifery he then endured.
I Was by this time grown so feeble by fasting, or by the manner of my feeding, which was either Cheese or hard Eggs, (there being great plenty) that I could hardly go; and so light I was by con∣tinual smoking, that I questioned often whether I was not a meer fume my self; fearing still when I walkt abroad, to be extracted by the Sun for an exhalation. Fortune so favour'd me one day, that I found a Groat, which put me into an extasie of joy. I know not what Magical power there was in that vast sum of four pence, for in an instant, not knowing by what means, I found my self in a Vi∣ctualling-house, so speedy was my conveyance, as if I had been riding some Daemon through the air. I call'd for some meat, but my voice sounded so hollow, as if I had spoken in a vault. Some said, it was the Eccho of some person speaking in the next house: others of the wiser sort believed me to be some Spectrum, or Apparition; and that the Devil had assum'd a body speaking in that mortuum cada∣ver.