Soetkin begged to remain. Claes felt her poor face burn his own, and Soetkin’s tears, falling in floods, wetting his cheeks, and all her poor body shivering and trembling in his arms. He begged that she might stay with him.
The gaoler said again that they must go, and took Soetkin from out of Claes’s arms.
Claes said to Ulenspiegel:
“Watch over her.”
Ulenspiegel said he would do this. Then he went away with Soetkin, the son supporting the mother.
LXXIV
On the morrow, which was the day of execution, the neighbours came and in pity shut up Ulenspiegel, Soetkin, and Nele, in Katheline’s house.
But they had not thought that they could hear from afar the cries of the victim, and through the windows see the flame of the fire.
Katheline went roaming about the town, nodding her head and saying: