"For this reason is her hair cut, showing that she has lost the honour
of virginity and purity. Should it please you to take the trouble to see
her, I will lead you to her."

To this Bernage willingly consented, and going-downstairs they found her
in a very handsome apartment, seated all alone in front of the fire. The
gentleman drew aside a curtain that hung in front of a large cupboard,
wherein could be seen hanging a dead man's bones. Bernage greatly longed
to speak to the lady, but durst not do so for fear of the husband. The
gentleman, perceiving this, thereupon said to him--

"If it be your pleasure to say anything to her, you will see what manner
of grace and speech is hers."

Then said Bernage to her--"Lady, your patience is as great as your
torment. I hold you to be the most unhappy woman alive."

With tears in her eyes, and with the humblest grace imaginable, the lady
answered--

"Sir, I acknowledge my offence to have been so great that all the woes
that the lord of this house (for I am not worthy to call him husband)
may be pleased to lay upon me are nothing in comparison with the grief I
feel at having offended him."

So saying, she began to weep bitterly. The gentleman took Bernage by the
arm and led him away.

On the following morning Bernage took his leave, in order to proceed
on the mission that the King had given him. However, in bidding the