“He is gay when he is eating, sad when fasting, and always pensive. But thou, art thou happy or sad?”
“We women,” said she, “are slaves of that that rules us!”
“The moon?” said he.
“Aye,” said she.
“I am going to tell Lamme to come to see thee.”
“Do not so,” said she; “he would weep and I in likewise.”
“Didst thou ever see his wife?” asked Ulenspiegel.
Sighing, she answered:
“She sinned with him and was condemned to a cruel penance. She knows that he goeth on the sea for the triumph of heresy, and that is a hard thing for a Christian heart to think on. Defend him if he is attacked; care for him if he is wounded: his wife bade me make this request of you.”
“Lamme is my brother and my friend,” replied Ulenspiegel.