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When the flask was empty he dashed it against the floor, and looking at the young girl cried: "And so you propose to run the Vagrery, little she-devil, confounded wench?" "Yes, seigneur bishop; I am now twenty years of age, and this is the first day of my life that I have been able to say: 'I belong to myself I can go and come, jump, sing, dance, just as I please' "
"But why, then, did you follow us in Vagrery?" "Did you not hear my answer to Bishop Cautin: 'It is not the well but the sick who stand in need of the physician?" "Would you blame me for being a Vagre, and would you blame our father for having been a Bagauder?"
We say there, as once we said in Vagrery: All for each, each for all." "And my brother Karadeucq, did he long enjoy that peaceful life after a life of so many hardships?" "He lived happy in my house unto the day of his death, and he was able to bless my first-born child." "Tell us the circumstances of my brother's death."
"Yours, Master of the Hounds, be the bishopess; ours, the booty of the episcopal villa! Long live the Vagrery!" In the summer season Bishop Cautin inhabited a villa situated not far from the city of Clermont, the seat of his episcopacy.
"My father often told me so; in my childhood he used to relate to me the histories of olden days, of centuries ago." "Where is your father now?" "I do not know. He used to run the Bagaudy, perhaps he now runs the Vagrery, unless he has died the brave death of a brave man. I do not expect to be enlightened upon that until he and I meet again elsewhere " "Where?"
But, I swear by torch and fire, by blood and massacre, I swear, the hour shall come when neither prelates nor seigneurs will have aught but smoldering ruins and bleaching bones to rule over! Up! new brothers in Vagrery! Be like ourselves 'Wand'ring men, 'Wolves, 'Wolves-Heads! Like ourselves you will live like wolves and happy in summer under the leafy green, in winter in caverns warm.
"Well, I am glad to hear it, at last we are delivered from that Karadeucq! He was thought to be running the Vagrery in some other regions, but his return was always apprehended." "Oh, glorious Prince, he will never be back again unless the bandit descended from his gibbet, and that is unlikely.
The Vagrery is the world topsy-turvy. The slave and the poor are sacred to us; our hatred is for the wicked rich. If our life of adventure and dangers should frighten you, our friend the hermit will take you to some charitable person in a neighboring village, where you may be safe." "I shall follow you, Ronan. I am a slave and an orphan," answered Odille weeping. "What can I do?
The eight teams of oxen were to furnish the roast for the gigantic feast, because gigantic it was to be seeing that the troop of Vagres had gathered many recruits on the route slaves, artisans, laborers and colonists, all of whom were enraged with misery, without counting a number of young women, all of whom were eager to run the Vagrery. What delightful feasts are those held in Vagrery!
Moreover, thou didst absolve the count of a crime in order that thou mightst possess a young slave, a girl of barely fifteen years. Now, then, under the code of the Vagrery, such episcopal profligacy also is a damnable sin that demands punishment." And addressing himself to the Vagres, Ronan added: "Bring in the young slave!" Ronan was right.
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