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1593
Learns about these scoundrels.
named Curcianvere, having compassion for my misfortune, assured me that this pretended lord was named Depreau, being the son of a lawyer in Mortaigne, and his companions Cursell, la Nelie, and Monferrat were 3 young townsmen, all such confirmed knaves as their named lord himself; and if I wished to accompany him, he would bring me to their friends, providing me meanwhile with what I needed.
Thus traveling on foot together, we went through Dieppe, Caudebec, Honfleur original: "Humphla", Pont-Audemer original: "Pount-demer" in Normandy, and finally we arrived at Caen, where that noble soldier Curcianvere was heartily welcomed both by the Grand Prior of the Abbey of St. Stephen (where the remains of the tomb of William the Conqueror can still be seen) and by other of his friends,
Whom he finds.
who brought me to Mortaigne, where I found Depreau and the others, his companions; but they hid themselves from me, so that I achieved little. Yet, the malice of their deception becoming known, it caused Monsieur Collumber, the Baron Larshan, the Lord Shafghe, and several other honest people to compensate for my lack and offer to entertain me there as long as I wished. But all those amusements accorded little with the poor state in which I found myself, and my restless spirit could find no satisfaction in receiving such generous favors that I had not earned nor could repay. Therefore, I departed from
Departs from there again.
there, wandering from one seaside place to another in hope of finding some warship, spending meanwhile all that I had, and nearly dead of heartache, cold, and discomfort, I encountered in a desolate place a rich farmer sitting under a tree by a beautiful fountain. This friendly countryman rescued