The Golden Asse by Lucius Apuleius
page 163 of 232 (70%)
page 163 of 232 (70%)
![]() | ![]() |
|
pleased to slay me to save himselfe: and so he went to the whetstone, to
sharpe his tooles accordingly. THE NINTH BOOKE THE THIRTY-SEVENTH CHAPTER How Apuleius saved himselfe from the Cooke, breaking his halter, and of other things that happened. In this manner the traiterous Cooke prepared himselfe to slay me: and when he was ready with his knives to doe his feat, I devised with my selfe how I might escape the present perill, and I did not long delay: for incontinently I brake the halter wherewith I was tied, and flinging my heeles hither and thither to save my selfe, at length I ran hastily into a Parlour, where the Master of the house was feasting with the Priests of the goddesse Syria, and disquieted all the company, throwing downe their meats and drinks from the table. The Master of the house dismayed at my great disorder, commanded one of his servants to take me up, and locke me in some strong place, to the end I might disturb them no more. But I little regarded my imprisonment, considering that I was happily delivered from the hands of the traiterous Cooke. Howbeit |
|