Lorenzo, who had greatly enjoyed the company of the villagers had gone to bed late at night. Accustomed to the dances of the court, as well as Florence Mills, he had admired to dance with their hoofs! The claret was light and Lorenzo had eaten without too much moderation. He had thought of brother John and brother Jeannin who appreciated both the wine Souvigny in the absence of master Péant.Il collapsed on his bed and soon fell asleep. He was awakened by the woman who had received the day before it was called Margotte. Comely, she said, laughing: "- We are already at mid-morning. The vicar is the church that he should complete his first Mass ... .. "Lorenzo had slept well. He dreamed, too. He could not remember what, except that it was very agréable.Elle lit a fire in the fireplace "- I took the liberty to sit in this hut, although Mr. vicar has successful one for you, closer to the church. This is one of the few houses in the village fire: you will be more comfortably. And maybe you'll appreciate not having to close. " It was said kindly, Lorenzo grew but detect a silent laughter in his eyes. She was right: he preferred to be a little distant from the vicar went bougon.Lorenzo lift the cloth that covered the cage of his pigeons. Then learning about the location of a well, went to draw water to the space. There was a long queue. He recognized several of the village at the party the night before. They wished him good day, but they spoke too fast for them seize all that they say. Some children accompanied them. He inquired about their age and took the opportunity to ask them: "You want to come to school? ".-" To learn to sing in Latin? asked one woman .- Especially learning to read, write and count One mother giggled: "Count, do they know, I can assure you! But read, what interest? - To share the gospel, first of all. To read the publications posted on the church door at the end of Sunday Mass, then. And maybe check out a contract made by a notary: I think you would like to check those you pass on your behalf. - It's true that Ginger told us that there are often anomalies dan publications posted on the door the church after Mass and that. The vicar takes us for fools .- And reading books, "said Lorenzo me, I've learned many fascinating things .- Books? Only the rich who have. And would know what to write? - I learned to draw and j'annote my drawings: it helps me remember the information I was given on such a tree or plant so I'll show you the books that I want ....
- And what good is learning to sing the Mass in Latin? A brother of the Hotel Dieu headed Péant master, who came before you, we said, after having abused of claret that our vicar does not know too much. He mumbles his mass without really knowing what he said. " - Oh, brother Jeannin was here amused Lorenzo
At his request, he pointed out the homes of some families that would convince him, in the days following, send a few hours a week to study.
Back in his room, he poured water into a container. ... It was cold! He anchored the nose, neck ... And decided to stop there. He approached the fireplace: a thick soup and a slice of bread were placed on a table. "- When I think I could stay in a house without fire! . Life at the Hotel Dieu of St. Julien was austere, but there were ovens close for comfort ... the court ... They had a bad reputation, not without reason, sometimes. But Mills, they were a place of comfort and friendliness he enjoyed.
His first visit was to the vicar: his hostility towards her was palpable and he wanted to appease. He was in church and finished a low mass. He was surprised by the arrival of Lorenzo and hid under a cloth embroidered with a curious and brilliant black object, a kind of ring. Or bracelet maybe. Not a subject commonly used in Italy for worship: a local custom? Since this curious ceremony at the cemetery which he had spoken?
the afternoon, Lorenzo continued to classify parts of the records of the parish. He found that very few expenses were justified as they should be. He loved fantasy, but he had to send a message to master Péant to acquaint céant. He asked the Perrinet Martel when he would return to Mills and learning his departure the next day, gave him two messages. The second was for his cousin: He inquired about the progress of the poetry competition. The topics they had discussed together had they pleased the audience? He also confided his joy at having been invited by Bishop of nuts in his house and meet some of his friends and enjoy an intellectual competition in the heart of the forest. He promised a review of the surprising Musard ceremony which was to take place tonight and all the next day that he was announced as the preserve of only village Cressanges. In a lively pen and ironic, he also drew a portrait of the strange Pasquet brother, who was rummaging in the forest in search of who knew what.
