"You speak," said Oisille, "of those who have no knowledge of God, and
who think not that secret matters are one day revealed in presence of
the Company of Heaven. But I think that it is not for confession's sake
that they go after confessors; for the Enemy has so blinded them that
they are more concerned to attach themselves where they think there is
most concealment and security, than anxious to obtain absolution for the
wickedness of which they do not repent."

"Repent, say you?" said Saffredent. "Nay, they deem themselves holier
than other women. I am sure that there are some who deem it honourable
in themselves that they are constant in such love."

"You speak in such a manner," said Oisille to Saffredent, "that I think
you know of some one of that kind. I pray you, therefore, begin the Day
tomorrow by telling us what you know. But now the last bell for vespers
is already ringing; for our friends the monks went off as soon as they
had heard the tenth tale, and left us to finish our discussions among
ourselves."

At these words they all rose and came to the church, where they found
the monks awaiting them. Then, after hearing vespers, they all supped
together, talking the while of many excellent stories. After supper they
went, according to their wont, to disport themselves somewhat in the
meadow, and then retired to rest, in order that their memories might be
the sounder on the morrow.


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