At a short distance from Douai, there stood a castle on the bank of a
river near a bridge. The master of this castle was hunchbacked. Nature
had exhausted her ingenuity in the formation of his whimsical figure.
In place of understanding, she had given him an immense head, which
nevertheless was lost between his two shoulders: he had thick hair, a
short neck, and a horrible visage.
Spite of his deformity, this bugbear bethought himself of falling
in love with a beautiful young woman, the daughter of a poor but
respectable burgess of Douai. He sought her in marriage, and as he was
the richest person in the district, the poor girl was delivered up to
him. After the nuptials he was as much an object of pity as she, for,
being devoured by jealousy, he had no tranquillity night nor day, but
went prying and rambling every where, and suffered no stranger to enter
the castle.
One day during the Christmas festival, while standing sentinel at his
gate, he was accosted by three humpbacked minstrels. They saluted him as
a brother, as such asked him for refreshments, and at the same time, to
establish the fraternity, they ostentatiously shouldered their humps
at him. Contrary to expectation, he conducted them to his kitchen, gave
them a capon with peas, and to each a piece of money over and above.
Before their departure, however, he warned them never to return on pain
of being thrown into the river. At this threat of the Chatelain the
minstrels laughed heartily and took the road to the town, singing in
full chorus, and dancing in a grotesque manner, in derision of their
brother-hump of the castle. He, on his part, without paying farther
attention, went to walk in the fields.
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The lady, who saw her husband cross the bridge, and had heard the
minstrels, called them back to amuse her. They had not been long
returned to the castle, when her husband knocked at the gate, by which
she and the minstrels were equally alarmed. Fortunately, the lady
perceived in a neighbouring room three empty coffers. Into each of these
she stuffed a minstrel, shut the covers, and then opened the gate to her
husband. He had only come back to espy the conduct of his wife as usual,
and, after a short stay, went out anew, at which you may believe his
wife was not dissatisfied. She instantly ran to the coffers to release
her prisoners, for night was approaching and her husband would not
probably be long absent. But what was her dismay, when she found them
all three suffocated!
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