3. THE THIRD DAY, THE NINTH NOVELL
1."Are you going to bed also, Sir Karl?"
4.The passion for sport utility vehicles continues and the category contributed the most to the entire market, with about 784,900 units sold, a surge of 60.5 percent year-on-year. About 261,400 multi-purpose vehicles were sold in January, a jump of 15.9 percent from the same period last year.
6. "To be sure, I remember it all now."
4. Henry IV, when besieging Paris, had loaves and provisions thrownover the walls. The cardinal had little notes thrown over inwhich he represented to the Rochellais how unjust, selfish, andbarbarous was the conduct of their leaders. These leaders hadcorn in abundance, and would not let them partake of it; theyadopted as a maxim--for they, too, had maxims--that it was ofvery little consequence that women, children, and old men shoulddie, so long as the men who were to defend the walls remainedstrong and healthy. Up to that time, whether from devotedness orfrom want of power to act against it, this maxim, without beinggenerally adopted, nevertheless passed from theory into practice;but the notes did it injury. The notes reminded the men that thechildren, women, and old men whom they allowed to die were theirsons, their wives, and their fathers, and that it would be morejust for everyone to be reduced to the common misery, in orderthat equal conditions should give birth to unanimous resolutions.These notes had all the effect that he who wrote them couldexpect, in that they induced a great number of the inhabitants toopen private negotiations with the royal army.
6. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That like an aspen leaf he quoke* for ire: *quaked, trembled "Lordings," quoth he, "but one thing I desire; I you beseech, that of your courtesy, Since ye have heard this false Friar lie, As suffer me I may my tale tell This Friar boasteth that he knoweth hell, And, God it wot, that is but little wonder, Friars and fiends be but little asunder. For, pardie, ye have often time heard tell, How that a friar ravishd was to hell In spirit ones by a visioun, And, as an angel led him up and down, To shew him all the paines that there were, In all the place saw he not a frere; Of other folk he saw enough in woe. Unto the angel spake the friar tho;* *then Now, Sir, quoth he, have friars such a grace, That none of them shall come into this place? Yes quoth the angel; many a millioun: And unto Satanas he led him down. And now hath Satanas, said he, a tail Broader than of a carrack<1> is the sail. Hold up thy tail, thou Satanas, quoth he, Shew forth thine erse, and let the friar see Where is the nest of friars in this place. And *less than half a furlong way of space* *immediately* <2> Right so as bees swarmen out of a hive, Out of the devils erse there gan to drive A twenty thousand friars *on a rout.* *in a crowd* And throughout hell they swarmed all about, And came again, as fast as they may gon, And in his erse they creeped every one: He clapt his tail again, and lay full still. This friar, when he looked had his fill Upon the torments of that sorry place, His spirit God restored of his grace Into his body again, and he awoke; But natheless for feare yet he quoke, So was the devils erse aye in his mind; That is his heritage, *of very kind* *by his very nature* God save you alle, save this cursed Frere; My prologue will I end in this mannere.
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