Soon, seeing that there was nobody left in Damme who had not bought indulgence except the very scum of poverty, they went away together to Heyst.
LV
Clad in his pilgrim’s garb and duly and well absolved of his sins, Ulenspiegel left Rome, tramping ever straight on before him, and came to Bamberg, where the best vegetables in the world are.
He went into an inn where there was a jolly hostess, who said to him:
“Young master, would you have victual for your money?”
“Aye,” said Ulenspiegel. “But for what sum does one eat here?”
The hostess answered:
“You eat at the nobles’ table for six florins; at the citizens’ table for four florins, at the house table for two.”
“The most money is the best for me,” replied Ulenspiegel.