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Nor must I pass over in silence a miracle which Herebald, servant of Christ, tells as having been performed upon him by the bishop. At the time he was one of the bishop’s clergy. . . It happened one day, as we were on a journey with him, that we came up on a level and dry road suitable for galloping our horses. The young man who were with him, mostly laymen, began to ask the bishop for leave to gallop and try out their horses against one another. At first he refused, saying that it was an idle request; but at last he gave way to their unanimous pressure and said, ‘Do as you like, but let Herebald have absolutely no part in the game.’ Thereupon I earnestly begged him to give me leave to compete with them, for I had great faith in the splendid horse which he himself had given me; but I was unable to gain his consent.pages 242-243.
While the bishop and I were watching, and the horses were galloping back-and-forth along the course, I was so overcome by a spirit of wantonness that I could hold back no longer; so in spite of his command, I mingled among the contestants and began to race with them. As I did so, I heard him behind my back, saying with a sigh, ‘Oh how you grieve me by riding in such a way!’ I heard, yet I went on against his orders; immediately, as my fiery horse took a great leap over a hollow in the road, I fell and at once lost all feeling and power of movement just as if I were dead. For in that place there was a stone, level with the ground and covered by a thin layer of turf, and no other stone was to be found over the whole plain. Thus it happened by chance, or rather by divine intervention in order to punish my disobedience, that I hit it with my head and with the hand which I had put under my head as I fell; so my thumb was broken and my skull fractured and, as I said, I lay like a corpse.