| BOOK TENTH.
CHAPTER 5. THE RETREAT IN WHICH MONSIEUR LOUIS OF FRANCE SAYS HIS PRAYERS.
 (continued)Tristan bowed.  "'Tis well, sire." He added, after a silence, "And what shall I do with the
 sorceress?" This question caused the king to meditate. "Ah!" said he, "the sorceress!  Monsieur d'Estouteville,
 what did the people wish to do with her?" "Sire," replied the provost of Paris, "I imagine that since
 the populace has come to tear her from her asylum in Notre-
 Dame, 'tis because that impunity wounds them, and they
 desire to hang her." The king appeared to reflect deeply: then, addressing Tristan
 l'Hermite, "Well! gossip, exterminate the people and hang
 the sorceress." "That's it," said Rym in a low tone to Coppenole, "punish
 the people for willing a thing, and then do what they wish." "Enough, sire," replied Tristan.  "If the sorceress is
 still in Notre-Dame, must she be seized in spite of the
 sanctuary?" "Pasque-Dieu! the sanctuary!" said the king, scratching
 his ear.  "But the woman must be hung, nevertheless." Here, as though seized with a sudden idea, he flung himself
 on his knees before his chair, took off his hat, placed it on the
 seat, and gazing devoutly at one of the leaden amulets which
 loaded it down, "Oh!" said he, with clasped hands, "our
 Lady of Paris, my gracious patroness, pardon me.  I will only
 do it this once.  This criminal must be punished.  I assure
 you, madame the virgin, my good mistress, that she is a
 sorceress who is not worthy of your amiable protection.
 You know, madame, that many very pious princes have
 overstepped the privileges of the churches for the glory
 of God and the necessities of the State.  Saint Hugues, bishop
 of England, permitted King Edward to hang a witch in his
 church.  Saint-Louis of France, my master, transgressed, with
 the same object, the church of Monsieur Saint-Paul; and
 Monsieur Alphonse, son of the king of Jerusalem, the very
 church of the Holy Sepulchre.  Pardon me, then, for this
 once.  Our Lady of Paris, I will never do so again, and I will
 give you a fine statue of silver, like the one which I gave last
 year to Our Lady of Ecouys.  So be it." |