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"'To you, my brother, the gift and the grace of God, according as you deal with me and mine. "'Watch him whom they call Quinton Edge." "The date is a year ago, lacking a month," added Constans, as he handed the roll to his uncle. Messer Hugolin tied up the document with a piece of tape, labelled it with the date of receipt, and laid it away in a pigeon-hole.
Even my uncle Hugolin, Councillor Primus of Croye, cuts a better figure when, clad in his state robe of silver-fox fur, he presides over his parliament of shopkeepers." "Granted," returned Quinton Edge, "but one and all dance together when I choose to pipe. Is it such a contemptible thing to rule a small world, if, indeed, it be the world? I take all that there is to be taken.
You know that Messer Hugolin, Councillor Primus of Croye, is my uncle, my mother's own brother. She ever insisted that in his charity I had a final resource. He might not offer it, but surely he could not deny me, if I sought it. Nanna, you recall what the mother herself said how she always believed that the message would reach him.
"Well?" said Constans, interrogatively. "Do you want me to put myself within reach of the Gray Wolf's paws?" retorted Messer Hugolin, shrewdly. "I was flayed badly enough the last time the Black Swan cast anchor before Croye, and I am not paying between rent-days." "The year is almost up," urged Constans, insistently.
How blue the sky! How golden the sun! As he sat eating his frugal breakfast of oat-cake and honey he rapidly reviewed his present condition and future prospects, coming at last to the decision that he would go to Croye and see what his uncle Hugolin might be inclined to do for him.
After all, we are of the same stock, although your father always flouted me for a mean-spirited churl. Poor Gavan, we may forgive him now." After another period of cogitation and incidental homilies upon the sinfulness of pride and free living, Messer Hugolin came to the point; he offered to take Constans into his employ as an apprentice in the tannery.
The humblest shelter, the meanest food I know what you would say. But not even a night's housing in the cattle-byre or a plate of broken victuals is to be had from Messer Hugolin unless one is prepared to pay, and roundly, too. Remember that I, too, am of his blood, and have dwelt in his house." The girl's eyes grew cloudy and troubled. "There is the town itself," she faltered.
Messer Hugolin did not approve of holidays for apprentices, but he dared not controvert the law, and Constans was already in possession of the blue ticket which would enable him to pass the city barriers after sunset on Saturday.
He receives many novices Instructs and models them Sends them to different provinces of Italy What he says on this occasion He departs for Tuscany, and passes by Perugia, where he makes a prediction which is accomplished Many young men enter his Order They build a house for him near Cortona His miraculous fast during Lent He commands the devils, and they obey him He cures many miraculously He preaches at Florence Makes a prediction Preaches in various places in Tuscany What his friars are doing in other places He preaches the Lent at Assisi, with great fruit He consecrates, to Jesus Christ, Clare, and, Agnes, her sister Establishes Clare and Agnes in the Church of S. Damian He erects a monastery there, the first one of his second Order, which he then instituted He is troubled by a serious doubt, on which he consults his brethren His doubt is cleared up by an oracle from heaven He goes out to preach Restores a blind girl to sight, and converts many worldly people He sighs for martyrdom Asks permission of the Pope to preach to the infidels Makes conversions at Rome, and establishes his Order there Returns to Assisi and leaves for the Levant Embarks, but is obliged to put into a harbor in Sclavonia Goes by sea to Ancona A miracle which God performs in his favor He converts a celebrated poet Returns to Tuscany, and to S. Mary of the Angels He falls sick Wonderfully humbles himself Tries a vocation Falls sick again and writes to all Christians Departs for Spain and Africa, in search of martyrdom His miracles and other particulars of his journey His profound humility He raises the dead Count Orlando gives him Mount Alverna God miraculously protects him He preaches in Piedmont and passes into Spain Works a miraculous cure there The king, Alphonso IX, permits him to establish his Order there He receives houses there A violent sickness prevents him going to Morocco His actions whilst he is delayed in Spain He returns to Italy His route thither He arrives at S. Mary of the Angels, and disapproves a building there He goes to Mount Alverna Is beaten by devils Mortifies his sense, and taste Makes water spring from a rock Visits the mountain Converts there a celebrated brigand Leaves for Rome Discovers some relics by revelation Makes predictions, and performs miracles and conversions Arrives at Rome whilst the Council of Lateran is sitting The Pope declares to the Council that he has approved the Rule He appoints a general chapter at S. Mary of the Angels, whither he returns He holds the chapter and sends his friars to various countries He thinks of going to Paris Reunites an illustrious family that had been divided Rejoices in his poverty and asks of God a greater love of holy poverty SS. Peter and Paul appear to him at Rome His alliance with S. Dominic He goes to Florence, where Cardinal Hugolin dissuades him from going to Paris He returns to the Valley of Spoleto, and sends three of his disciples to France A celestial vision induces him to ask of the Pope a cardinal protector for his Order What he says on this subject He preaches before the Pope What happened to him in the pulpit The Pope gives him Cardinal Hugolin, as protector of the Order He preaches in the Valley of Rieti Delivers the country from two plagues, and makes some conversions there The houses he builds there He appoints a general chapter at S. Mary of the Angels, for the year 1219 What he did during the year 1218 Efficacy of his prayers He wishes to pull down a new house which he found at S. Mary of the Angels
At least, I make a virtue of my honesty." Messer Hugolin smiled. He saw from Constans's face that he need not plot out the thought in plainer words, and so they parted without further speaking, although the blood throbbed in Constans's temples as he made obeisance and walked away.
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