To knit up this description in a purse-net, so fervent & scorching
was the burning air which enclosed them that the most blessed
man then alive would have thought that God had done fairly by
him if he had turned him to a goat, for goats take breath not at
the mouth or nose only, but at the ears also. Take breath how
they would, I vowed to tarry no longer among them. As at
Terouanne I was a demi-soldier in jest, so now I became a
martialist in earnest. Over sea with my implements I got me.