Thus, wild-goose chase or not, the parties were nearing each other, and rapidly too.For Jerome, unable to preach in low Dutch, now began to push on towards the coast, anxious to get to England as soon as possible.
And having the stream with them, the friars would in point of fact have missed Luke by passing him in full stream below his station, but for the incident which I am about to relate.
About twenty miles above the station Luke was making for, Clement landed to preach in a large village; and towards the end of his sermon he noticed a grey nun weeping.
He spoke to her kindly, and asked her what was her grief.
"Nay," said she, "'tis not for myself flow these tears; 'tis for my lost friend.Thy words reminded me of what she was, and what she is, poor wretch, But you are a Dominican, and I am a Franciscan nun.""It matters little, my sister, if we are both Christians, and if Ican aid thee in aught."
The nun looked in his face, and said, "These are strange words, but methinks they are good; and thy lips are oh, most eloquent, Iwill tell thee our grief."
She then let him know that a young nun, the darling of the convent, and her bosom friend, had been lured away from her vows, and after various gradations of sin, was actually living in a small inn as chambermaid, in reality as a decoy, and was known to be selling her favours to the wealthier customers, She added, "Anywhere else we might, by kindly violence, force her away from perdition, But this innkeeper was the servant of the fierce baron on the height there, and hath his ear still, and he would burn our convent to the ground, were we to take her by force,""Moreover, souls will not be saved by brute force," said Clement.
While they were talking Jerome came up, and Clement persuaded him to lie at the convent that night, But when in the morning Clement told him he had had a long talk with the abbess, and that she was very sad, and he had promised her to try and win back her nun, Jerome objected, and said, "It was not their business, and was a waste of time," Clement, however, was no longer a mere pupil.He stood firm, and at last they agreed that Jerome should go forward, and secure their passage in the next ship for England, and Clement be allowed time to make his well-meant but idle experiment.
About ten o'clock that day, a figure in a horseman's cloak, and great boots to match, and a large flapping felt hat, stood like a statue near the auberge, where was the apostate nun, Mary.The friar thus disguised was at that moment truly wretched.These ardent natures undertake wonders; but are dashed when they come hand to hand with the sickening difficulties.But then, as their hearts are steel, though their nerves are anything but iron, they turn not back, but panting and dispirited, struggle on to the last.
Clement hesitated long at the door, prayed for help and wisdom, and at last entered the inn and sat down faint at heart, and with his body in a cold perspiration, But inside he was another man.He called lustily for a cup of wine: it was brought him by the landlord, He paid for it with money the convent had supplied him;and made a show of drinking it,"Landlord," said he, "I hear there is a fair chambermaid in thine house,""Ay, stranger, the buxomest in Holland.But she gives not her company to all comers only to good customers."Friar Clement dangled a massive gold chain in the landlord's sight.He laughed, and shouted, "Here, Janet, here is a lover for thee would bind thee in chains of gold; and a tall lad into the bargain, I promise thee.""Then I am in double luck," said a female voice; "send him hither."Clement rose, shuddered, and passed into the room, where Janet was seated playing with a piece of work, and laying it down every minute, to sing a mutilated fragment of a song.For, in her mode of life, she had not the patience to carry anything out.
After a few words of greeting, the disguised visitor asked her if they could not be more private somewhere.
"Why not?" said she.And she rose and smiled, and went tripping before him, He followed, groaning inwardly, and sore perplexed.
"There," said she."Have no fear! Nobody ever comes here, but such as pay for the privilege."Clement looked round the room, and prayed silently for wisdom.
Then he went softly, and closed the window-shutters carefully.
"What on earth is that for?" said Janet, in some uneasiness.
"Sweetheart," whispered the visitor, with a mysterious air, "it is that God may not see us.
"Madman," said Janet; "think you a wooden shutter can keep out His eye?""Nay, I know not.Perchance He has too much on hand to notice us, But I would not the saints and angels should see us.Would you?""My poor soul, hope not to escape their sight! The only way is not to think of them; for if you do, it poisons your cup.For two pins I'd run and leave thee.Art pleasant company in sooth.""After all, girl, so that men see us not, what signify God and the saints seeing us? Feel this chain! 'Tis virgin gold.I shall cut two of these heavy links off for thee.""Ah! now thy discourse is to the point," And she handled the chain greedily."Why, 'tis as massy as the chain round the virgin's neck at the conv - " She did not finish the word.
"Whisht! whisht! whisht! 'Tis it.And thou shalt have thy share.
But betray me not."
"Monster!" cried Janet, drawing back from him with repugnance;"what, rob the blessed Virgin of her chain, and give it to an - ""You are none," cried Clement exultingly, "or you had not recked for that-Mary!""Ah! ah! ah!"
"Thy patron saint, whose chain this is, sends me to greet thee"She ran screaming to the window and began to undo the shutters.
Her fingers trembled, and Clement had time to debarass himself of his boots and his hat before the light streamed in upon him, He then let his cloak quietly fall, and stood before her, a Dominican friar, calm and majestic as a statue, and held his crucifix towering over her with a loving, sad, and solemn look, that somehow relieved her of the physical part of fear, but crushed her with religious terror and remorse.She crouched and cowered against the wall.
