Doss thou know the country hereabouts, thou good and holy man?
His name was Terry, and he was as jolly as poor old Doss used to be.
I was lugged before the beak, who gave me six doss in the Steel.
There was an end to their conversation after that, and Doss fell asleep on her knee.
Now Doss had wondered much of late what had become of her master.
The place where we were ...