Then said Ulenspiegel, speaking to his ass:
“Up, Jef, and salute Monseigneur.”
The ass got up and began to bray again. Then both of them took themselves off.
LXI
Soetkin and Nele were seated at one of the windows of the cottage and looked into the street.
Soetkin said to Nele:
“Dearest, see you not my boy Ulenspiegel coming?”
“No,” said Nele, “we shall never see him again, the naughty vagabond.”
“Nele,” said Soetkin, “you must not be angry with him but sorry for him, for he is away from his home, poor fellow.”