Once he heard of a peculiarly dangerous person, who by her beauty and
unusual charms had occasioned much trouble, and even bloodshed,
inasmuch as a ferocious military dandy laid siege to her door, and
struck down all who attempted to dispute her possession with him.
Vitalis immediately proposed the attack and conquest of this hell. He
did not wait to write the fair sinner's name in his list, but went
straight off to the notorious house, and at the door, sure enough,
encountered the soldier, who was stalking along, clad in scarlet, and
with a javelin in his hand.
"Dodge aside, monkling!" he shouted contemptuously to the pious
Vitalis. "How dare you come sneaking about my lion's den? Heaven is
your place; the world is ours!"
"Heaven and earth and all that therein is," said Vitalis, "belong to
the Lord, and to his merry servants! Pack! you gaudy lout, and let me
go where I choose."
The warrior wrathfully raised the shaft of his javelin to bring it down
on the monk's pate; but he suddenly pulled out a peaceful olive-branch
from beneath his frock, parried the blow, and smote the bully so
roughly on the crown that he wellnigh lost his senses, after which the
fighting cleric gave him several raps on the muzzle, until the soldier,
completely dumbfounded, made off cursing.
Thereupon Vitalis forced his way triumphantly into the house, where, at
the head of a narrow staircase, the woman stood with a light in her
hand, listening to the noise and shouting. She was an uncommonly fine
figure of a woman, with beautiful, strong but rather defiant, features,
about which her reddish hair floated in abundant loose waves, like a
lion's mane.
She looked down contemptuously on Vitalis as he ascended, and said,
"Where are you going?" "To you, my dove!" he answered. "Have you never
heard of the tender monk Vitalis, the jolly Vitalis?" But she answered
harshly, as she blocked the staircase with her powerful figure, "Have
you money, monk?" Disconcerted, he said, "Monks do not carry money
about with them." "Then trot off," she said, "or I'll have you beaten
out of the house with firebrands!"
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