Practice Typing

With these words she advanced to the bed, in which he lay, and, finding the sheets cold, exclaimed, Good lackadaisy. The rogue is fled. Fled, cried I, with feigned amazement, God forbid. Sure he has not robbed us. Then, springing up, I laid hold of my breeches, and emptied all my loose money into my hand; which having reckoned, I said, Heaven be praised, our money is all safe. Strap, look to the knapsack.