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2 And he lifte vp his eyes and looked: & lo, thre men stode by him. And when he sawe them, he ran to mete them from the tent dore, and fell to the ground
3 and sayde: Lorde (I beseche the) yf I haue founde fauoure in thy syght: goo not (I praye the) from thy seruaunte.
4 Let a lytle water be fett, and washe youre fete, and refreshe youre selues vnder the tree.
5 And I wyll fett a morsell of breed, to comforte youre hartes withall. And than shall ye goo youre wayes, for euen therfore are ye come to youre seruaunte. And they sayde: Do euen so as thou hast sayde:
6 And Abraham went a pase in to his tent vnto Sara, & sayde: make redy attonce thre peckes of fyne meale, kneade it, & make cakes.
7 And Abraham rennynge vnto his beastes, fett a calfe tendre and good, & gaue it vnto a yonge man, & he hasted to make it redy attonce.
8 And he toke butter & mylcke & the calfe whych he had prepared, & set it before them, and stode hym selfe by them vnder the tree whan they dyd eate.