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The ladies of the court encumbered themselves with jewels, in order to speak with him, and there fell upon him as from the clouds women enough to make up for the time he had been without them; but if any of them approached Tiennette in beauty, none had her heart.
When the city was made acquainted with the submission of the goldsmith, who, for the love of his lady, abandoned his fortune and his liberty, every one was anxious to see him. But if some of them approached Tiennette in beauty, none possessed her heart.
Tiennette, crying and laughing, tried to put off her good fortune and wished to die, rather than reduce to slavery a free man; but the good Anseau whispered such soft words to her, and threatened so firmly to follow her to the tomb, that she agreed to the said marriage, thinking that she could always free herself after having tasted the pleasures of love.
The good man counted, however, without his abbot, for going to the meadows, he found Tiennette no more there, and learned that she was confined in the abbey, and with much rigour, that to get at her it would be necessary to lay siege to the monastery.
Tiennette was delighted with the beautiful house and the customers, who came and went away astonished at her. "My children, you are released, free and quit of everything; and I should tell you that from the first I was much struck with the love which united you one to the other.
At one time he thought of setting fire to the four corners of the monastery, at another, he proposed to inveigle the abbot into some place where he might torment him till he signed the manumission papers of Tiennette, in fine, he projected a thousand schemes, which all evaporated into air.
The old man Mascart made her give him tobacco, and the Chouarts drew from her everything they wished, even to preserved fruits. But the Lemballeuses also profited by her gifts, and Tiennette had been seen dancing at the fetes, dressed in one of "the good young lady's" gowns.
"Behold, my dear father," said the chamberlain, "the jeweller of the Court who has conceived a great love for a bondswoman belonging to your abbey, and I request you, in consideration of my obliging you in any such desire as you may wish to see accomplished, to emancipate this maid." "Which is she?" asked the abbot of the citizen. "Her name is Tiennette," answered the silversmith, timidly.
"And your mother?" "She is a washerwoman." "And what is your name?" "I have no name, dear sir. My father was baptised Etienne, my mother is Etienne, and I am Tiennette, at your service." "Sweetheart," said the jeweller, "never has woman pleased me as you please me; and I believe that your heart contains a wealth of goodness.
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