"
"You may be sure," said Saffredent, "that these poor folk gave no
thought to any such theology; but just as the daughters of Lot made
their father drunk so that the human race might be preserved, so these
persons wished to repair what death had spoiled, and to replace the dead
body by a new one. I therefore can see no harm in the matter except the
tears of the poor nun, who was always weeping and always returning to
the cause of her tears."
"I have known many of the same kind," said Hircan, "who wept for their
sins and laughed at their pleasures both together."
"I think I know whom you mean," said Parlamente, "and their laughter has
lasted so great a while that 'twere time the tears should begin."
"Hush!" said Hircan. "The tragedy that has begun with laughter is not
ended yet."
"To change the subject," said Parlamente, "it seems to me that Dagoucin
departed from our purpose. We were to tell only merry tales, and his was
very piteous."
"You said," replied Dagoucin, "that you would only tell of follies, and
I think that herein I have not been lacking. But, that we may hear a
more pleasant story, I give my vote to Nomerfide, in the hope that she
will make amends for my error.
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