1389

DREAM :

Did I hear you say that you had no intention of ever dying?

Then you must tell me what it's like.

Let us meet here again, Robert Gadling. In this tavern of the White Horse.

In one hundred years!

HOB GADLING :

I'll see you in the year of our Lord, 1489 then!

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1489

HOB GADLING :

How did you know that I'd still be here? Who are you? A wizard? A saint? A demon? Have I unwitting made a bargain with the devil?

DREAM :

NO.

HOB GADLING :

Then why aren't I dead long since? Is this some kind of game?

DREAM :

No game.. . I'm here because I'm interested...

HOB GADLING :

In me?

DREAM :

In your experience... You live your life as you choose. Then in this day, every 100 years, we will meet.

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1589

HOB GADLING :

My friend! Sit down. I've got in a couple of bottle of wines for us. Already made a start.

DREAM :

Hello, Hob.

HOB GADLING :

"Hob"? Faith, that takes me back some few years.

It's Sir Robert Galden now, old stranger!

DREAM :

You've had good fortune, I take it.

Sir Robert Gadlen :

The gods have smiled on me as they smile on all England where no man is slave or bondsman!

(to be continued...)