Master Du Quesnay loudly sang a song in which there was talk of monks and wine when they resumed their journey to the priory Moladier, through a forest that became increasingly dense. Here and there, opened a clearing: around wooden huts covered with leaves were busy men. Of smoke coming from the thatched roof:
- There are also mines of coal at Chatillon, to a league and a half Cressanges, "said Master Duchapt. The inhabitants derive very good income. But with advances in the art of war, we need charcoal for making gunpowder.
- Ah yes, "said Lorenzo is indeed one of the three components! My experience has been missed because I did not have quality powder. The previous year, the anniversary of his mother, he had tried to create the most beautiful fireworks in Florence ... but had had to find another gift idea. He had the opportunity to meet with Mills and the Italians had also found that they appeared in this city, hold a virtual monopoly on the manufacture of brigandines and bullets ...
- The charcoal forest relatively low tolerance of competition of coal: it must be said that coal is not just anyone! This society is very closed in on itself and is said to transmit its centennial rites within. But while coal is helpful to us: we need more fuel for new industries. Mills starts to get a certain reputation that the knife.
Master Duchapt had seen fit to extend a little way and it's a little sobering that his friend, Lorenzino and himself reached the place where they had an appointment with the Keeper of the hammer of Waters and Forests. The community of monks numbered no more than 3 brothers. The prior was a friend and he loved master Péant keep open. For prospective pilgrims. ... - "But we are not disturbed very often, he agreed."
importantly, it was a convenient appointment to meet with city officials moulinois officers of Waters and Forests ... During the afternoon, the two aldermen left to choose trees that would cut long Paux ( a stake - of Paux ) to repair the bridges of the city. They are marked with the seal of Waters and Forests for the book.
Lorenzino feeds her three doves then took advantage of those moments of solitude out of his wallet a quire of paper. Time passed pleasantly .... Since he exercised with his cousin Margaret, it was becoming easier to write poems and hoped not to miss the next poetry contest that was scheduled in 6 months. He also had to impress Margot with some well trussed ... that had inspired the fairy woods Moladier ... And especially one that had materialized in her eyes before the inn Coulandon.
At nightfall, they called to share the evening meal. The two aldermen had decided to spend the night at the priory, the wind violent announcing himself. But they would leave at dawn. And the young man would do the rest of the trip to Cressanges along with the master Jacques Martel, who usually lived there. A man introduced himself. A pilgrim? When he emerged from obscurity, Lorenzo immediately noticed the black eyes, burning with fever, Pasquale's brother who seemed to be enough to keep the conversations around him.
- Welcome, brother Pasquet, greeted the prior. Do you share our meals?
- We are in Lent, I do not eat, the Dominican indignant.
- But this is a simple omelet.
- It's still too much for him who would directeemnt connect with the Almighty: I sustains a simple loaf of bread and drink just a glass of clean water to purify myself before prayer bonus and a second after the prayer of Vespers. I would be grateful for giving me the hospitality in your barn tonight.
And he went and sat on the sidelines.
Duchapt Master and Master Du Quesnay decided to anticipate their farewell Lorenzino. This was well thought out as they feared that the plague brother Pasquale. They encouraged him a lot for his mission: "The education of boys, but girls is a great project .... "
DuQuesnay Master did not have time to finish his sentence. The back of the room a voice called:
- "Blasphemy! girls do not know what you intend to teach them ... The Creator does not give them a head to think ... Their constitution is soft and their bodies fool. What makes women's lives is not a life but a wretched languor. Most certainly, if it were their fertility, it would be better for them to die at birth. The boys would be more useful, as I suggested to Brother William, St. John Bardon, rather than teaching them futile, send them through the villages in search of bad things to report. His speech was interrupted
farewell warm and the two aldermen fled to their room had been reserved. Lorenzo was not slow to win the dormitory of the monks who had been assigned. He began to feel a little frightened by the comments. He had heard, that at Florence, at the last century, was another Dominican, for ideas as intransigent, put this beautiful city with fire and blood. Brother Girolamo Savonarola was burned at the stake end. Catherine and his chancellor, Archbishop of L'Hospital, had much to do to avoid clashes between Catholics and members of the reformed religion (1): the inquisitor was able to pit against each other those who remained loyal to the pope.
(1) they said the RPR: RPR.
is the sixteenth century, the landscape of woods so characteristic of the Bourbon countryside grew. Oldest burrows (tax documents that describe plots accurately) refer to gaps between what is named in the nineteenth century "domains", but then called "tenements", "mas" or "métaineries" (which have nothing to do with sharecropping or lease mid-fruit). Two "lands" are gradually delineated by "tectural, which are embankments. Gradually, they are "vegetated" with shrubs (elderberries, rosehip, Prunelier) or trees (oak, walnut ...). 
