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accustomed; because in them lies the strength and is found all the

dull carnality of matter; while; on the contrary; in woman is a subtle

spirit and a scintillation of perfumed flame that lights up paradise

and dazzles the male。 This is the reason that certain women govern

their husbands; because mind is the master of matter。



(At this the ladies began to laugh; as did also the king)。



〃I will not be silent;〃 said the lady of Cande (said the abbot;

continuing his tale); 〃I have been too grossly outraged。 This; then;

is the reward of the wealth that I brought you; and of my virtuous

conduct! Did I ever refuse to obey you even during Lent; and on fast

days? Am I so cold as to freeze the sun? Do you think that I embrace

by force; from duty; or pure kindness of heart! Am I too hallowed for

you to touch? Am I a holy shrine? Was there need of a papal brief to

kiss me? God's truth! have you had so much of me that you are tired?

Am I not to your taste? Do charming wenches know more than ladies? Ha!

perhaps it is so; since she has let you work in the field without

sowing。 Teach me the business; I will practice it with those whom I

take into my service; for it is settled that I am free。 That is as we

should be。 Your society was wearisome; and the little pleasure I

derived from it cost me too dear。 Thank God! I am quit of you and your

whims; because I intend to retire to a monastery。〃 。 。 。 She meant to

say a convent; but this avenging monk had perverted her tongue。



〃And I shall be more comfortable in this monastery with my daughter;

than in this place of abominable wickedness。 You can inherit from your

wench。 Ha; ha! The fine lady of Cande! Look at her!〃



〃What is the matter?〃 said Amador; appearing suddenly upon the scene。



〃The matter is; my father;〃 replied she; 〃that my wrongs cry aloud for

vengeance。 To begin with; I shall have this trollop thrown into the

river; sewn up in a sack; for having diverted the seed of the House of

Cande from its proper channel。 It will be saving the hangman a job。

For the rest I will〃



〃Abandon your anger; my daughter;〃 said the monk。 〃It is commanded us

by the Church to forgive those who trespass against us; if we would

find favour in the side of Heaven; because you pardon those who also

pardon others。 God avenges himself eternally on those who have avenged

themselves; but keeps in His paradise those who have pardoned。 From

that comes the jubilee; which is a day of great rejoicing; because all

debts and offences are forgiven。 Thus it is a source of happiness to

pardon。 Pardon! Pardon! To pardon is a most holy work。 Pardon

Monseigneur de Cande; who will bless you for your gracious clemency;

and will henceforth love you much; This forgiveness will restore to

you the flower of youth; and believe; my dear sweet young lady; that

forgiveness is in certain cases the best means of vengeance。 Pardon

your maid…servant; who will pray heaven for you。 Thus God; supplicated

by all; will have you in His keeping; and will bless you with male

lineage for this pardon。〃



Thus saying; the monk took the hand of the sire; placed it in that of

the lady; and added



〃Go and talk over the pardon。〃



And then he whispered into the husband's ears this sage advice



〃My lord; use your best argument; and you will silence her with it;

because a woman's mouth it is only full of words when she is empty

elsewhere。 Argue continually; and thus you will always have the upper

hand of your wife。〃



〃By the body of the Jupiter! There's good in this monk after all;〃

said the seigneur; as he went out。



As soon as Amador found himself alone with Perrotte he spoke to her;

as follows



〃You are to blame; my dear; for having wished to torment a poor

servant of God; therefore are you now the object of celestial wrath;

which will fall upon you。 To whatever place you fly it will always

follow you; will seize upon you in every limb; even after your death;

and will cook you like a pasty in the oven of hell; where you will

simmer eternally; and every day you will receive seven hundred

thousand million lashes of the whip; for the one I received through

you。〃



〃Ah! holy Father;〃 said the wench; casting herself at the monk's feet;

〃you alone can save me; for in your gown I should be sheltered from

the anger of God。〃



Saying this; she raised the robe to place herself beneath it; and

exclaimed



〃By my faith! monks are better than knights。〃



〃By the sulphur of the devil! You are not acquainted with the monks?〃



〃No;〃 said Perrotte。



〃And you don't know the service that monks sing without saying a

word?〃



〃No。〃



Thereupon the monk went through this said service for her; as it is

sung on great feast days; with all the grand effects used in

monasteries; the psalms well chanted in f major; the flaming tapers;

and the choristers; and explained to her the /Introit/; and also the

/ite missa est/; and departed; leaving her so sanctified that the

wrath of heaven would have great difficulty in discovering any portion

of the girl that was not thoroughly monasticated。



By his orders; Perrotte conducted him to Mademoiselle de Cande; the

lord's sister; to whom he went in order to learn if it was her desire

to confess to him; because monks came so rarely to the castle。 The

lady was delighted; as would any good Christian have been; at such a

chance of clearing out her conscience。 Amador requested her to show

him her conscience; and she having allowed him to see that which he

considered the conscience of old maids; he found it in a bad state;

and told her that the sins of women were accomplished there; that to

be for the future without sin it was necessary to have the conscience

corked up by a monk's indulgence。 The poor ignorant lady having

replied that she did not know where these indulgences were to be had;

the monk informed her that he had a relic with him which enabled him

to grant one; that nothing was more indulgent than this relic; because

without saying a word it produced infinite pleasures; which is the

true; eternal and primary character of an indulgence。 The poor lady

was so pleased with this relic; the virtue of which she tried in

various ways; that her brain became muddled; and she had so much faith

in it that she indulged as devoutly in indulgences as the Lady of

Cande had indulged in vengeances。 This business of confession woke up

the younger Demoiselle de Cande; who came to watch the proceedings。

You may imagine that the monk had hoped for this occurrence; since his

mouth had watered at the sight of this fair blossom; whom he also

confessed; because the elder lady could not hinder him from bestowing

upon the younger one; who wished it; what remained of the indulgences。

But; remember; this pleasure was due to him for the trouble he had

taken。 The morning having dawned; the pigs having eaten their tripe;

and the cats having become disenchanted with love; and having watered

all the places rubbed with herbs; Amador went to rest himself in his

bed; which Perrotte had put straight again。 Every one slept; thanks to

the monk; so long; that no one in the castle was up before noon; which

was the dinner hour。 The servants all believed the monk to be a devil

who had carried off the cats; the pigs; and also their masters。 In

spite of these ideas however; every one was in the room at meal time。



〃Come; my father;〃 said the chatelaine; giving her arm to the monk;

whom she put at her side in the baron's chair; to the great

astonishment of the attendants; because the Sire of Cande said not a

word。 〃Page; give some of this to Father Amador;〃 said madame。



〃Father Amador has need of so and so;〃 said the Demoiselle de Cande。



〃Fill up Father Amador's goblet;〃 said the sire。



〃Father Amador has no bread;〃 said the little lady。



〃What do you require; Father Amador?〃 said Perrotte。



It was Father Amador here; and Father Amador there。 He was regaled

like a little maiden on her wedding night。



〃Eat; father;〃 said madame; 〃you made such a bad meal yesterday。〃



〃Drink; father;〃 said the sire。 〃you are; s'blood! the finest monk I

have ever set eyes on。〃



〃Father Amador is a handsome monk;〃 said Perrotte。



〃An indulgent monk;〃 said the demoiselle。



〃A beneficent monk;〃 said the little one。



〃A great monk;〃 said the lady。



〃A monk who well deserves his name;〃 said the clerk of the castle。



Amador munched and chewed; tried all the dishes; lapped up the

hypocras; licked his chops; sneezed; blew himself out; strutted and

stamped about like a bull in a field。 The others regarded him with

great fear; believing him to be a magician。 Dinner over; the Lady of

Cande; the demoiselle; and the little one; besought the Sire of Cande

with a thousand fine arguments; to terminate the litigation。 A great

deal was said to him by madame; who pointed out to him how useful a

monk was in a castle; by mademoiselle; who wished for the future to

polish up her conscience every day; by the little one; who pulled her

father's beard; and asked that this monk might always be at Cande。 If

ever the difference were arranged; it would be by the monk: the monk

was of a good understanding; gentle and virtuous as a saint; it was a

misfortune to be at enmity with a monastery containing such monks。 If

all the monks were like him; the abbey would always have everywhere

the advantage of the castle; and would ruin it; because this monk was

very strong。 Finally; they gave utterance to a thousand reasons; which

were like a deluge of words; and were so pluvially showered down that

the sire yielded; saying; that there would never be a moment's peace

in the house until matters were settled to the satisfaction of the

women。 Then he sent for the clerk; who wrote down for him; and also

for the monk。 Then Amador surprised them exceedingly by showing them

the charters and the letters of credit; which would prevent the sire

and his clerk delaying this agreement。 When the Lady of Cande saw them

about to put an end to this old case; she went to the linen chest to

get some fine cloth to make a new gown for her dear Amador。 Every one

in the house had noticed how this old gown was worn; and it would have

been a great shame to leave such a treasure in such a worn…out case。

Everyone was eager to work at the gown。 Madame cut it; the servant put

the hood on; the demoiselle sewed it; and the little demoiselle worked

at the sleeves。 And all set so heartily to work to adorn the monk;

that the robe was ready by supper time; as was also the charter of

agreement prepared and sealed by the Sire de Cande。



〃Ah; my father!〃 said the lady; 〃if you love us; you will refresh

yourself after your merry labour by washing yourself in a bath that I

have had heated by Perrotte。〃



Amador was then bathed in scented water。 When he came out he found a

new robe of fine linen an

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