So Katheline was taken back into prison. And three days later there was a meeting of the aldermen in the Council Hall; and after some deliberation Katheline was condemned to suffer the ordeal by fire. She was taken to the grand market of Damme by the torturer and his assistants. There she was made to mount the scaffold. In the square were assembled the provost, the herald, and the judges. The herald sounded his trumpet thrice, then turned towards the crowd and made the following announcement: "The Council of Damme," he cried, "having taken pity upon the woman Katheline, have decreed that punishment shall not be exacted to the full extremity of the rigour of our laws. Nevertheless, in witness that she is a sorceress, her hair shall be burned, she shall pay a fine of twenty carolus d'or, and she shall be banished from the territory of Damme for the space of three years, under penalty of losing one of her limbs." And at this rough gentleness the people broke into applause. Then the torturer tied Katheline to the stake, placed on her shorn scalp a wig of tow, and held it in the fire. And the tow burned for a long time, and Katheline cried aloud and wept. Then they released her, and she was put in a cart and taken away outside the territory of Damme. She could not walk at all, because of her feet that were burned. XXVI Ulenspiegel, meanwhile, had arrived in his wanderings at the fish-market at Liége. There he descried a tall young fellow carrying under his arm a net filled with all sorts of poultry, and another net also which he was rapidly filling with haddock, trout, eels, and pike. Ulenspiegel recognized him as none other than his old friend Lamme Goedzak. "What are you doing here, Lamme?" he said. "You must know," Lamme answered, "that many people have lately emigrated from Flanders to this gentle land of Liége. As for me, I follow my loves. And you?" "I am on the look-out for a master to serve for my daily bread," said Ulenspiegel. "Bread is a dry sort of nourishment," said Lamme. "You would do better to try a chaplet of ortolans with a thrush for the Credo." "You have plenty of money?" Ulenspiegel inquired. Lamme Goedzak made answer: "I have lost my father and mother, and that young sister of mine that used to beat me so. I shall inherit all their property, and now I am living with a one-eyed servant who is very learned in the noble art of making fricassees." "Would you like me to carry your fish and your poultry for you?" suggested Ulenspiegel. "Yes," said Lamme. And together they began to wander through the market. All at once Lamme said to his companion: "You are mad. Do you know why?" "No," said Ulenspiegel. "Because you go carrying fish and poultry in your hand instead of in your stomach." "You are right, Lamme," said Ulenspiegel; "but since I have lacked bread, ortolans will not even look at me." "You shall eat your fill of them," said Lamme, "and serve me too, if my cook takes a fancy to you."