XLIII
Ulenspiegel being at Liège, in the fish market, he followed after a big young man who with a net bag under one arm filled with every kind of poultry was filling another with haddocks, trout, eels, and pike.
Ulenspiegel knew Lamme Goedzak.
“What are you doing here, Lamme?” said he.
“You know,” said he, “how many Flanders folk have come to this kind country of Liège; for me, I follow my love here. And you?”
“I seek a master to serve for my bread,” replied Ulenspiegel.
“That is very dry food,” said Lamme. “It would be better for you to pass from dish to mouth a rosary of ortolans with a thrush for Credo.”
“You are rich?” asked Ulenspiegel.
“I have lost my father, my mother, and my young sister that used to beat me so soundly; I shall inherit their goods, and I live with a one-eyed servant woman, a great doctor in fricassees.”