CHAP. IX. How Pantagruel found Panurge, whom he lo∣ved all his life-time. (Book 9)
ONe day as Pantagruel was taking a walk without the City, towards St. Antonies Abbey, discoursing and philosophating with his own servants and some other Scholars, met with a young man of a very comely sta∣ture, and surpassing handsome in all the linea∣ments of his body, but in several parts there∣of most pitifully wounded; in such bad equi∣page in matter of his apparel, which was but totters and rags, and every way so far out of order, that he seemed to have been a fight∣ing with mastiffe-dogs, from whose fury he had made an escape, or to say better, he look∣ed in the condition wherein he then was, like an Apple-gatherer of the countrey of Perche.