"þou shalt not lye by me a nyght."
"Þen̛ hit shal be as þou wilte," quod̛ he. what
dude he but purveyde him of so muche mony, scil. an c. marke of
floreyns, & yaf hir. whenne nyght come, þe kniȝte
enterid̛ in to the bed of the mayde, and̛ a-noon̛ he
was a-slepe; and̛ she dude of hir harnes, & come, & laye
downe by him; so the kniȝte laye slepynge al the nyght. On̛
þe morow she Ros, & did̛ on̛ hir clothis, &
wishe her hondes; and̛ the kniȝte a-woke of his slepe, &
thenne he saide, "come hedir to me, that I may do my wille with the."
"Nay, by the helþ of my fadir, that wolle I not," quod̛
she, "for, frende, I do the no wronge. Þow accordiste with me
that I shulde lye withe þe al nyte, and̛ so it is
I-don̛; for I lay by the al nyght, & þou sleptest,
& proferdest me no solace; and̛ þerefore blame thi
selfe, & not me." And̛ þe kniȝte was hevy,
and̛ seide, "what shal I yeve to the, & lete me lygge by
þe anoþere nyght?" "As muche," quod̛ she, "as
þou did̛ afor̛, & no lasse." "I assente," seide
he. And̛ the kniȝte yede, and̛ solde aƚƚ his
mevable goodes, and̛ made Redy an c. marke of floreynse; but se
now a marvelovse case! for Right as hit was þe furste nyght, so
hit was in the secounde. thenne the kniȝte mervaylid̛ more
þanne man may suppose, and̛ hevy he was, and̛ saide,
"Allas! for̛ now have I spend̛ al my godes withe oute spede,
and̛ þerfore, [leaf 177, col. 1]
þowhe
þow [sic] I shuƚƚ dye þerefore, I wolle make
anoþere Ende. how moche shaƚƚ I yeve the, and̛ late
vs be to-geder the thirde nygℏt?" quod̛ the kniȝte to
the damiseƚƚ. "sothely," she saide, "yf þou have me, as
þou paide afore, fiat voluntas
tua." "I assent," quod̛ he, "þou shalte have þin askynge and̛ thi
wille." Þe kniȝte yede in to fer̛ contree, Til he
come to a grete citee, in the whiche wer̛ many marchauntes, &
many philesophers; amonge the wiche was master Virgile, þe
philesofere. then the kniȝte yede to a grete marchaunt,
and̛ saide, "I have [nede] of monye, & yf thow wolt lende me
an c. marke vnto a certeyne day, I wolle ley to the al my londes,
vndir this conducion̛, þat If I holde not my day, thow
shalt have my londes for euere." Þenne seyde the marchaunt,
"Der̛ frend̛, I sette not so muche be thi londes, but yf
thow wolt make this covenaunt, þat I shalle sey to the, I wolle
fulfiƚƚ þi wille." "yis," saide he, "I