Chapter

1 1 |   found, the host seized a spit, his wife a broom handle,
2 1 |     the holy blood, I will spit you all like ortolans!" ~
3 1 |  lowering the point of his spit, "where is this letter?" ~"
4 1 | called. ~Throwing down his spit, and ordering his wife to
5 25|  keep his hand in; while a spit loaded with partridges was
6 27|  host armed himself with a spit, and rushed into the chamber
7 46|   placing his saber like a spit upon the two large iron