He sees but Ulenspiegel only: the others are concealed behind the keet, which is the washhouse.
Ulenspiegel makes answer:
“Messire de Boussu bids thee betake thee to him at Amsterdam upon the instant.”
“Where is thy safe-conduct?” said the man, coming down and opening the door to him.
“Here,” replied Ulenspiegel, showing him the twenty Beggars who hurl themselves behind him into the opening.
Ulenspiegel then says to him:
“Thou art Slosse, the traitor boatman that brought into an ambuscade Messires Dandelot, de Battenberg, and other lords. Where is the price of their blood?”
The farmer replies, trembling:
“Ye are the Beggars; grant me a pardon; I knew not what I did. I have no money here within; I will give all I have.”
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