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A Jest Of Ambialet
by
“So–the townsfolk smoking the King’s jest–two stout servitors led the merchant down to the landing by the upper ferry, and there, having hoisted him aboard a boat, thrust off into the stream. The current soon swept them past the town; and for a while, as the boat spun downward and the dark woods slipped past him, and he felt the night-wind cold on his brow, Master Tibbald sat in a mortal fright. But by and by, his anger rising on top of his fear, he began to curse and threaten and promise what vengeance would fall on Ambialet when the Viscount had heard his story, to all of which the boatmen answered only that the Viscount was known to be a just lord, and would doubtless repay all as they deserved.
“And so the boat sped downstream past the woods, and was brought to shore at last under a cliff, with dim houses above it, and here and there a light shining. And this, of course, was Ambialet again; but the King of Youth had given orders to clear the streets, close the inns, and extinguish all flambeaux; so that as the guards marched Tibbald on the cliffway to the chateau, never a suspicion had he that this sleeping town was the same he had left in uproar.
“Now, the Viscount, who meanwhile had been posted in the affair, sat in the great hall of the chateau, with a cup of wine beside him and, at his elbow, a flagon. He was a great lord, who dearly loved a jest; and, having given Master Tibbald audience, he listened to all his complaint, keeping a grave face.
“‘In truth,’ said he, ‘you have suffered scurvy treatment; yet what affects me is the waste of this wine which you intended for Our Lady of the Oder. As lord of Ambialet I am behoven to protect her offerings.’
“‘But the stripes, monseigneur!’ urged Tibbald. ‘The stripes were given me in her name. Listen, therefore, I pray you, to my suggestion: Let the burg pay me fair compensation for my wine. So she will miss her offering; her people will bleed in their purses; and I, being quits with both, will leave Ambialet the way I came.’
“‘You call that being quits, Master Tibbald?’ said the Viscount, musing. ‘Truly, you are not vindictive!’
“‘A merchant, my lord, has a merchant’s way of looking at such affairs,’ answered Tibbald.
“‘So truly I perceive,’ said the Viscount, ‘and, in faith, it sounds reasonable enough. But touching this compensation–my people are poor in coin. Shall it be wine for wine, then, or do you insist upon money?’ And here he poured out a cupful from the flagon at his elbow and offered it to the merchant, who drank and pulled a wry mouth, as well he might, for it had been saved from the spillings of his own tisane.
“‘The Viscount eyed him curiously. ‘What! Master Tibbald? Is our native wine so sour as all that?’ He drained his own cup, which held a very different liquor.
“‘Oh, monseigneur,’ began Tibbald, ‘you will pardon my saying it, but such stuff ill becomes the palate of one of your lordship’s quality. If, setting our little dispute aside for a moment, your lordship would entrust an honest merchant with the supply of your lordship’s cellar–‘ Here he unslung the bottle at his belt, and took leave to replenish the Viscount’s cup. ‘Will your lordship degustate, for example, this drop of the same divine liquor spilt to-night by your lordship’s vassals?’
“‘Why, this is nectar!’ cried the Viscount, having tasted. ‘And do you tell me that those ignorant louts poured six hogsheads of it to waste?’
“‘The gutters ran with it, monseigneur! Rhone wine, that even at four livres the hogshead could not be sold at a profit.’
“‘Pardieu!‘ The Viscount knitted his brow. ‘I am an enemy to waste, Master Tibbald, and against such destroyers of God’s good gifts my justice does not sleep. Retire you now; my servants will lead you to a chamber where you may take some brief repose; and before daybreak we will set forth together to my Council-house a few miles down the river, where the councillors will be met early, having to answer some demands of the Holy See upon our river-tolls conveyed to us through my lord of Leseure. There I will see your business expedited, the money paid, and receipt made out.’