Why didst thou not leave thy purse with the miller?
Without fail thou shalt presently receive thy reward for it; and if ever hereafter I may but lay hold upon thee within the limits of our chancel at Mirebeau, thou shalt have the Miserere even to the Vitulos.

With this, suddenly discharging himself of his burden, he throws me down your Dodin headlong.

Take example by this Dodin, my dear friend Friar John, to the end that the devils may the better carry thee away at thine own ease.

Give me thy purse.

Carry no manner of cross upon thee.