_TALE XXV_.
_A young Prince, whilst pretending to visit his lawyer and talk with him of his affairs, conversed so freely with the lawyer's wife, that he obtained from her what he desired_.
In the city of Paris there dwelt an advocate who was more highly thoughtof than any other of his condition, (1) and who, being sought after byevery one on account of his excellent parts, had become the richest ofall those who wore the gown.
1 In five of the oldest MSS. of the _Heptameron_, and in the original editions of 1558, 1559, and 1560, the words are "than nine others of his condition." The explanation of this is, that the advocate's name, as ascertained by Baron Jerome Pichon, was Disome, which, written Dix-hommes, would literally mean "ten men." Baron Pichon has largely elucidated this story, and the essential points of his notice, contributed to the _Melanges de la Societe des Bibliophiles Francais_, will be found summarized in the Appendix to this volume, B.--Ed.
Now, although he had had no children by his first wife, he was in hopesof having some by a second; for, although his body was no longer hearty,his heart and hopes were as much alive as ever. Accordingly, he madechoice of one of the fairest maidens in the city; she was betweeneighteen and nineteen years of age, very handsome both in features andcomplexion, and still more handsome in figure. He loved her and treatedher as well as could be; but he had no children by her any more than byhis first wife, and this at last made her unhappy. And as youth cannotendure grief, she sought diversion away from home, and betook herselfto dances and feasts; yet she did this in so seemly a fashion that herhusband could not take it ill, for she was always in the company ofwomen in whom he had trust.
One day, when she was at a wedding, there was also present a Prince ofvery high degree, who, when telling me the story, forbade me to discoverhis name. I may, however, tell you that he was the handsomest and mostgraceful Prince that has ever been or, in my opinion, ever will be inthis realm. (2)
2 Francis L, prior to his accession.--Ed.
The Prince, seeing this fair and youthful lady whose eyes andcountenance invited him to love her, came and spoke to her with sucheloquence and grace that she was well pleased with his discourse.
Nor did she seek to hide from him that she had long had in her heart thelove for which he prayed, but entreated that he would spare all pains topersuade her to a thing to which love, at first sight, had brought herto consent. Having, by the artlessness of love, so promptly gained whatwas well worth the pains of being won by time, the young Prince thankedGod for His favour, and forthwith contrived matters so well that theyagreed together in devising a means for seeing each other in private.
The young Prince failed not to appear at the time and place that hadbeen agreed upon, and, that he might not injure his lady's honour, hewent in disguise. On account, however, of the evil fellows (3) who werewont to prowl at night through the city, and to whom he cared notto make himself known, he took with him certain gentlemen in whom hetrusted.
3 The French expression here is _mauvais garsons_, a name generally given to foot-pads at that time, but applied more particularly to a large band of brigands who, in the confusion prevailing during Francis I.'s captivity in Spain, began to infest the woods and forests around Paris, whence at night-time they descended upon the city. Several engagements were fought between them and the troops of the Queen-Regent, and although their leader, called King Guillot, was captured and hanged, the remnants of the band continued their depredations for several years.--B. J.
And on entering the street in which the lady lived, he parted from them,saying--
"If you hear no noise within a quarter of an hour, go home again, andcome back here for me at about three or four o'clock."
They did as they were commanded, and, hearing no noise, withdrew.
The young Prince went straight to his advocate's house, where he foundthe door open as had been promised him. But as he was ascending thestaircase he met the husband, carrying a candle in his hand, and wasperceived by him before he was aware. However Love, who provides wit andboldness to contend with the difficulties that he creates, prompted theyoung Prince to go straight up to him and say--
"Master advocate, you know the trust which I and all belonging to myhouse have ever put in you, and how I reckon you among my best andtruest servants. I have now thought it well to visit you here inprivate, both to commend my affairs to you, and also to beg you to giveme something to drink, for I am in great thirst. And, I pray you, tellnone that I have come here, for from this place I must go to anotherwhere I would not be known."
The worthy advocate was well pleased at the honour which the Prince paidhim in coming thus privately to his house, and, leading him to hisown room, he bade his wife prepare a collation of the best fruits andconfections that she had.
Although the garments she wore, a kerchief and mantle, made her appearmore beautiful than ever, the young Prince affected not to look at heror notice her, but spoke unceasingly to her husband about his affairs,as to one who had long had them in his hands. And, whilst the lady waskneeling with the confections before the Prince, and her husband wasgone to the sideboard in order to serve him with drink, she told himthat on leaving the room he must not fail to enter a closet which hewould find on the right hand, and whither she would very soon come tosee him.
As soon as he had drunk, he thanked the advocate, who was all eagernessto attend him; but the Prince assured him that in the place whither hewas going he had no need of attendance, and thereupon turning to thewife, he said--
"Moreover, I will not do so ill as to deprive you of your excellenthusband, who is also an old servant of mine. Well may you render thanksto God since you are so fortunate as to have such a husband, well mayyou render him service and obedience. If you did otherwise, you would beblameworthy indeed."
With these virtuous words the young Prince went away, and, closing thedoor behind him so that he might not be followed to the staircase,he entered the closet, whither also came the fair lady as soon as herhusband had fallen asleep.
Thence she led the Prince into a cabinet as choicely furnished as mightbe, though in truth there were no fairer figures in it than he and she,no matter what garments they may have been pleased to wear. And here, Idoubt not, she kept word with him as to all that she had promised.
He departed thence at the hour which he had appointed with hisgentlemen, and found them at the spot where he had aforetime bidden themwait.
As this intercourse lasted a fairly long time, the young Prince chosea shorter way to the advocate's house, and this led him through amonastery of monks. (4) And so well did he contrive matters with thePrior, that the porter used always to open the gate for him aboutmidnight, and do the like also when he returned. And, as the house whichhe visited was hard by, he used to take nobody with him.
4 If at this period Jane Disome, the heroine of the story, lived in the Rue de la Pauheminerie, where she is known to have died some years afterwards, this monastery, in Baron Jerome Pichon's opinion, would be the Blancs-Manteaux, in the Marais district of Paris. We may further point out that in the Rue Barbette, near by, there was till modern times a house traditionally known as the "hotel de la belle Feronniere." That many writers have confused the heroine of this tale with La Belle Feronniere (so called because her husband was a certain Le Feron, an advocate) seems manifest; the intrigue in which the former took part was doubtless ascribed in error to the latter, and the proximity of their abodes may have led to the mistake. It should be pointed out, however, that the amour here recorded by Queen Margaret took place in or about the year 1515, before Francis I. ascended the throne, whereas La Feronniere was in all her beauty between 1530 and 1540. The tradition that the King had an intrigue with La Feronniere reposes on the flimsiest evidence (see Appendix B), and the supposition, re-echoed by the Bibliophile Jacob, that it was carried
on in the Rue de l'Hirondelle, is entirely erroneous. The house, adorned with the salamander device and corneted initials of Francis I., which formerly extended from that street to the Rue Git-le- Coeur, never had any connection with La Feronniere. It was the famous so-called Palace of Love which the King built for his acknowledged mistress, Anne de Pisseleu, Duchess of Etampes.--Ed.
Although he led the life that I have described, he was nevertheless aPrince that feared and loved God, and although he made no pause whengoing, he never failed on his return to continue for a long time prayingin the church. And the monks, who when going to and fro at the hour ofmatins used to see him there on his knees, were thereby led to considerhim the holiest man alive.
This Prince had a sister (5) who often visited this monastery, and asshe loved her brother more than any other living being, she used tocommend him to the prayers of all whom she knew to be good.
5 This of course is Queen Margaret, then Duchess of Alencon. On account of her apparent intimacy with the prior, M. de Montaiglon conjectures that the monastery may have been that of St. Martin-in-the-Fields.--See ante, Tale XXII.--Ed.
One day, when she was in this manner commending him lovingly to thePrior of the monastery, the Prior said to her--
"Ah, madam, whom are you thus commending to me? You are speaking to meof a man in whose prayers, above those of all others, I would myselffain be remembered. For if he be not a holy man and a just"--here hequoted the passage which says, "Blessed is he that can do evil and doethit not"--"_I_ cannot hope to be held for such."
The sister, wishing to learn what knowledge this worthy father couldhave of her brother's goodness, questioned him so pressingly that he atlast told her the secret under the seal of the confessional, saying--
"Is it not an admirable thing to see a young and handsome Prince forsakepleasure and repose in order to come so often to hear our matins? Norcomes he like a Prince seeking honour of men, but quite alone, like asimple monk, and hides himself in one of our chapels. Truly such pietyso shames both the monks and me, that we do not deem ourselves worthy ofbeing called men of religion in comparison with him."
When the sister heard these words she was at a loss what to think. Sheknew that, although her brother was worldly enough, he had a tenderconscience, as well as great faith and love towards God; but she hadnever suspected him of a leaning towards any superstitions or rites savesuch as a good Christian should observe. (6) She therefore went to himand told him the good opinion that the monks had of him, whereat hecould not hold from laughing, and in such a manner that she, knowinghim as she did her own heart, perceived that there was something hiddenbeneath his devotion; whereupon she rested not until she had made himtell her the truth.
6 In Boaistuau's edition this sentence ends, "But she had never suspected him of going to church at such an hour as this."--L.
And she has made me here set it down in writing, for the purpose,ladies, of showing you that there is no lawyer so crafty and no monkso shrewd, but love, in case of need, gives the power of tricking themboth, to those whose sole experience is in truly loving. And since lovecan thus deceive the deceivers, well may we, who are simple and ignorantfolk, stand in awe of him.
"Although," said Geburon, "I can pretty well guess who the young Princeis, I must say that in this matter he was worthy of praise. We meet withfew great lords who reck aught of a woman's honour or a public scandal,if only they have their pleasure; nay, they are often well pleased tohave men believe something that is even worse than the truth."
"Truly," said Oisille, "I could wish that all young lords would followhis example, for the scandal is often worse than the sin."
"Of course," said Nomerfide, "the prayers he offered up at the monasterythrough which he passed were sincere."
"That is not a matter for you to judge," said Parlamente, "for perhapshis repentance on his return was great enough to procure him the pardonof his sin."
"'Tis a hard matter," said Hircan, "to repent of an offence so pleasing.For my own part I have many a time confessed such a one, but seldom haveI repented of it."
"It would be better," said Oisille, "not to confess at all, if one donot sincerely repent."
"Well, madam," said Hircan, "sin sorely displeases me, and I am grievedto offend God, but, for all that, such sin is ever a pleasure to me."
"You and those like you," said Parlamente, "would fain have neither Godnor law other than your own desires might set up."
"I will own to you," said Hircan, "that I would gladly have God take asdeep a pleasure in my pleasures as I do myself, for I should then oftengive Him occasion to rejoice."
"However, you cannot set up a new God," said Geburon, "and so we muste'en obey the one we have. Let us therefore leave such disputes totheologians, and allow Longarine to give some one her vote."
"I give it," she said, "to Saffredent, but I will beg him to tell us thefinest tale he can think of, and not to be so intent on speaking evilof women as to hide the truth when there is something good of them torelate."
"In sooth," said Saffredent, "I consent, for I have here in hand thestory of a wanton woman and a discreet one, and you shall take exampleby her who pleases you best. You will see that just as love leads wickedpeople to do wicked things, so does it lead a virtuous heart to dothings that are worthy of praise; for love in itself is good, althoughthe evil that is in those that are subject to it often makes it take anew title, such as wanton, light, cruel or vile. However, you will seefrom the tale that I am now about to relate that love does not changethe heart, but discovers it to be what it really is, wanton in thewanton and discreet in the discreet."
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