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And he kissed her and caressed her and said:
"That beauty spot you had under the left breast, I see it not. Where is it? Thou art not my wife. Great G.o.d of Heaven!"
And she never stopped laughing.
Suddenly Ulenspiegel cried out:
"Guard thee, Lamme!"
And Lamme, turning about, saw before him a great blackamoor of an Egyptian, of a sour countenance, brown as peper-koek, which is ginger bread in the land of France.
Lamme picked up his pikestaff, and putting himself to his defence, he cried out:
"To the rescue, Ulenspiegel!"
Ulenspiegel was there with his good sword.
The Egyptian said to him in High German:
"Gibt mi ghelt, ein Richsthaler auf tsein." (Give me money, a ricksdaelder or ten.)
"See," said Ulenspiegel, "the girl goes away laughing loudly and even turning round to ask to be followed."
"Gibt mi ghelt," said the man. "Pay for your amours. We are poor folk and wish you no harm."
Lamme gave him a carolus.
"What trade dost thou follow?" said Ulenspiegel.
"All trades," replied the Egyptian: "being master of arts in suppleness, we do miraculous and magic tricks. We play on the tambourine and dance Hungarian dances. More than one among us make cages and gridirons to roast fine carbonadoes therewith. But all, Flemings and Walloons, are feared of us and drive us forth. As we cannot live by trade, we live by marauding, that is to say, on vegetables, meat, and poultry that we must needs take from the peasant, since he will neither give nor sell them to us."
Lamme said to him:
"Whence comes this girl, who is so like to my wife?"
"She is our chief's daughter," said the blackamoor.
Then speaking low like a man in fear:
"She was smitten by G.o.d with the malady of love and knows naught of woman's modesty. As soon as she seeth a man, she entereth on gaiety and wildness, and laughs without ceasing. She saith little; she was long thought to be dumb. By night, in sadness, she stays before the fire, weeping at whiles or laughing without reason, and pointing to her belly, where, she saith, she hath a hurt. At the hour of noon, in summer, after the meal, her sharpest madness cometh upon her. Then she goeth to dance near naked on the outskirts of the camp. She will wear naught but raiment of tulle or muslin, and in winter we have great trouble to cover her with a cloak of cloth of goat's hair."
"But," said Lamme, "hath she not some man friend to prevent her from abandoning herself thus to all comers?"
"She hath none," said the man, "for travellers, coming near her and beholding her eyes distraught, have more of fear than desire for her. This big man was a bold one," said he, pointing to Lamme.
"Let him talk, my son," said Ulenspiegel; "it is the stockvisch slandering the whale. Which of the two is the one that gives most oil?"
"You have a sharp tongue this morning," said Lamme.
But Ulenspiegel, without listening to him, said to the Egyptian:
"What doth she when others are as bold as my friend Lamme?"
The Egyptian answered sadly:
"Then she hath pleasure and gain. Those who win her pay for their delight, and the money serves to clothe her and also for the necessities of the old men and the women."
"She obeyeth none then?" said Lamme.
The Egyptian answered:
"Let us allow those whom G.o.d hath smitten to do as they wish. Thus he marks his will. And such is our law."
Ulenspiegel and Lamme went away. And the Egyptian returned thence to his camp, grave and proud. And the girl, laughing wildly, danced in the clearing.
XL
Going on their way to Bruges, Ulenspiegel said to Lamme:
"We have disbursed a heavy sum of money in the enlisting of soldiers, in payment to the catchpolls, the gift to the Egyptian girl, and those innumerable olie-koekjes that it pleased you to eat without ceasing rather than to sell a single one. Now notwithstanding your belly-will, it is time to live more circ.u.mspectly. Give me your money. I will keep the common purse."
"I am willing," said Lamme. And giving it to him: "All the same, do not leave me to die of hunger," said he, "for think on it, big and strong as I am, I must have substantial and abundant nourishment. It is well for you, a thin and wretched fellow, to live from hand to mouth, eating or not eating what you pick up, like planks that live on air and rain on the quays. But for me, whom air hollows and rain hungers, I must needs have other feasts."
"You shall have them," said Ulenspiegel, "feasts of virtuous Lents. The best filled paunches cannot resist them; deflating little by little, they make the heaviest light. And presently will Lamme my darling be seen sufficiently thinned down, running like a stag."
"Alas!" said Lamme. "What henceforth will be my starveling fate? I am hungry, my son, and would fain have supper."
Night was falling. They arrived in Bruges by the Ghent gate. They showed their pa.s.ses. Having had to pay one demi-sol for themselves and two for their a.s.ses, they entered into the town; Lamme, thinking of Ulenspiegel's word, seemed brokenhearted.
"Shall we have supper, soon?" said he.
"Aye," replied Ulenspiegel.
They alighted in de Meermin, at the Siren, a weatherc.o.c.k which is fixed all in gold above the gable of the inn.
They put their a.s.ses in the stable, and Ulenspiegel ordered, for his supper and Lamme's, bread, beer, and cheese.
The host grinned when serving this lean meal: Lamme ate with hungry teeth, looking in despair at Ulenspiegel labouring with his jaws upon the too-old bread and the too-young cheese, as if they had been ortolans. And Lamme drank his small beer with no pleasure. Ulenspiegel laughed to see him so miserable. And there was also someone that laughed in the courtyard of the inn and came at whiles to show her face at the window. Ulenspiegel saw that it was a woman that hid her face. Thinking it was some sly servant he thought no more of it, and seeing Lamme pale, sad, and livid because of his thwarted belly loves, he had pity and thought of ordering for his companion an omelette of black puddings, a dish of beef and beans, or any other hot dish, when the baes came in and said, doffing his headgear:
"If messires the travellers desire a better supper, they will speak and say what they want."
Lamme opened wide eyes and his mouth wider still and looked at Ulenspiegel with an anguished distress.
The latter replied: