"
"So are we," said Saffredent, "and, if it were possible, something more;
for Christ died but once for His Church, whereas we die daily for our
wives."
"Die!" said Longarine. "Methinks that you and the others here present
are now worth more crowns than you were worth pence before you were
wed."
"And I know why," said Saffredent; "it is because our worth is often
tried. Still our shoulders are sensible of having worn the cuirass so
long."
"If," said Ennasuite, "you had been obliged to wear harness for a month
and lie on the hard ground, you would greatly long to regain the bed of
your excellent wife, and wear the cuirass of which you now complain.
But it is said that everything can be endured except ease, and that
none know what rest is until they have lost it. This foolish woman, who
laughed when her husband was merry, was fond of taking her rest under
any circumstances."
"I am sure," said Longarine, "that she loved her rest better than her
husband, since she took nothing that he did to heart."
"She did take to heart," said Parlamente, "those things which might have
been hurtful to his conscience and his health, but she would not dwell
upon trifles.
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