_How Poor Robin ate Dog-stones instead of Lamb-stones._
As Poor Robin was more addicted to flesh than fish, so of all sorts of
flesh he loved a dish of lamb-stones best. A merry disposed companion
knowing his appetite, resolved to put a trick upon him. A gentleman of
the town who kept a pack of hounds, having gelt his dogs, he gets the
stones, and with a few sweet breads presents them to poor Robin as a
dainty dish. Poor Robin very thankful for so great kindness would not
stay, but presently had them dressed, making all the haste he could, for
fear any should come in to be partakers with him in his dinner. But
having eaten them, and understood the truth, he fell a-spewing as if his
gall would come up with it. Poor Sarah, in like manner, disgorged her
stomach, so that who should have seen them, would have concluded them
drunk with eating.