He went out, went to his brother. ‘Well, brother, now you can go, and don’t be frightened; but, when you come to her, give her a slap.’
He went to her, gave her a slap, and slept beside her. In the morning they went out for a walk, and she said to him, ‘My lord, what a thrashing you gave me! yet when you came back you kissed me.’[14] [[93]]
And he said to her, ‘I didn’t kiss you, I gave you a slap.’
‘Who then was it thrashed me?’
‘My brother.’
She said not a word.
The brother slept by himself in another room. And she took the sword and cut off his feet. He made himself a winged cart; it ran a mile when he gave it a shove. And he found Paul the Wild, and said, ‘Where are you going to, brother?’
‘I am going into the world to get my living, for I have no hands.’
‘Ha! let’s become Brothers of the Cross,[15] and do you yoke yourself to the cart, and draw it gently, for you have feet.’
They went a-begging, and went into the woods and found a house, and took up their abode in it. And they went into a city and begged. A girl came to give him an alms; and he caught her, and threw her into the cart, and fled with her into the forest, there where their house was. And they swore they would not commit sin with her. The devil came, and lay with her. And they heard, and arose in the morning.