Howsoever, Gerard, who knew the city, brought her to a fair hostel,
where she was well lodged, she and her men. Straightway, then, before
she went out into the streets again, she fell to getting together what
she had of fine broidered work and of fair script, and to finishing
what she had unfinished. And she sent forth Gerard and his sons to find
out where was the market for such goods, and if she would have leave to
sell the same therein, or anywhere in the town; and Gerard found the
hall of the embroiderers, and therein the master of the craft, and he
received the carle courteously when he heard that there was fine work
come to town, and did him to wit that none in any such craft might have
freedom of the market save by leave of the guild of the craft; but,
said he, the guilds were open-handed and courteous, and were nowise
wont to refuse the said leave, were the work good and true; and he bade
Gerard withal tell his mistress that she were best to bring samplings
of her work to the Guildhall so soon as she might. So the very next day
went Birdalone thither, and found the master a well-looked tall man of
some five-and-forty winters, who looked on her from the first as if he
deemed it were no ill way of wearing the time. To this man she showed
her work, and though he found it not easy to take his eyes off
Birdalone herself, yet when he looked at her handiwork, he found it
better than very good, and he said to her: Damsel, here is what will be
sought for at a great price by the great lords and ladies of the land,
and the rich burgesses, and especially by the high prelates; and so
much of it as thou hast a mind to do is so much coined gold unto thee;
and now I see thee what thou art, I were fain that thou gathered good
to thee. But as diligent as thou mayst be, thou hast but one pair of
hands, wonderful soothly, and yet but one pair. He broke off at that
word, for he was verily staring at her hands, and longing to see more
of her arms than the wrists only, so that he scarce knew what he was
saying. Then he turned red and said: Soothly I wot that no other hands
save thine may do such needlework, or make the draughts for them. But
thou wilt need women-servants to help thee, both in dighting the house
for thee (for this big old carle here will be scarce meet thereto) and
as apprentices to help thee about the work itself; and if thou wilt, I
shall seek the best ones out for thee. Moreover I must tell thee, that
though I know for sure how that no woman in the world may work such
needlework as thine, yet whiles there cometh hither a woman of middle
age, a woman worn by troubles, pious, meek, and kind; and by St. Lucia!
now I look on thee again, she might be somewhat like unto thee, were
she young and fresh-looking and strong as thou art. Now this woman I
say, and thereat I marvel, doeth needlework that is somewhat after the
manner of thine, and which seemed to us excellent till I had seen
thine.
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