“I am hungry,” he said.
“Hungry for what?” she asked him.
“For you.”
“Sure, he’s a nice enough looking fellow,” said the cook to her mistress. “Let him come in a while and tell us his adventures.”
“But there are two of them!” said the lady.
“I’ll look after the other,” said the cook.
“Madame,” said Ulenspiegel, “it is true that there are two of us, I and my poor friend Lamme here, whose back cannot support so much as the weight of a hundred pounds, yet who carries in his stomach five hundred pounds at the least of food and drink, and that right willingly!”
“My son,” Lamme said, “do not make mock of me, unfortunate that I am, for my belly costs a deal to fill.”
“To-day, at any rate, it shall not cost you so much as a liard,” said the lady. “Come in, both of you.”
“But what about these donkeys of ours?” said Lamme.