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And away he fled like a stag before the hounds.

"He was good," Tyl said.
Nele sighed.

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The Word of a Soldier...
Nele to the Rescue...

...mourning, in pity for Katheline, who herself walked like a lamb that allows itself to be led whither it knows not. And all the time she kept on crying: "Put out the fire! My head is burning! Hans, where are you?"

Along by the trees went the long procession. In front was the Dean of Notre Dame, chanting the prayers for the dead, and with him were his vicars, and the beadle carrying the cross. Behind came the bailiff of Damme, the aldermen, the clerks, the sergeants of the commune, the provost, the executioner and his two assistants. On the edge of the procession there followed a great crowd of women crying, and men...

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The Sentence...

The Incriminating Letters...

Joos Damman protests...

The High Bailiff of Damme...

The Pretty Baesine...

Ostend... What a beautiful place, I do so love it very much.

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Betkin...
A Trap for the Werewolf...
At the Cemetery...
The Wolf that Talked...

At these words Lamme was sad, but his eyes wandered to the beans and vinegar. And outside the larks sang as they flew upwards into the sky, and all Nature swooned away under the caress of her Lord the Sun. And Katheline kept stirring with her spoon that pot of beans and sauce.

Tyl comes Home...

"Do you recognize me? I would wish to rest here a while."

At Courtrai...
At the Sign of the Rainbow...
She of the Brocaded Gown...
Caged...
"'T is van te beven de klinkaert"...
Chivalry of Ulenspiegel...

Sanglant était mon rêve.
Le rêve de mon cœur.
Je suis la fille d'Eve.
Et de Satan vainqueur.

And Lamme passed along proudly, saluting right and left like a king. And the fame of his valour followed him from village to village and from town to town, as far as Liége, Chocquier, La Neuville, Vesin, and Namur, to which place, however, our travellers gave a wide berth because of the three evangelists.

Farewell to the Boatman...

"In Paradise," answered Ulenspiegel, "whence I come."

A Bride for Ulenspiegel...

The Three Evangelists...
Tyl Wounded...

The Discreet Innkeeper...

...glad I am!"

"And how many Spaniards have you killed? You have not seen my wife by any chance, in the carts with those other hussies? Ah, but the wine of the Meuse! You must taste it. And have you been wounded, my son? You must rest here a while, so fresh and cheery as you are, and vigilant as a young eagle. But our eels! You must taste our eels. No muddy taste about them! Come, kiss me, my second self Praise be to God! How...

An Adventure in the Snow...

And there were three wolves that began to follow him. But one of them he killed with a shot from his arquebus, and the other two flung themselves upon their wounded comrade, and then made off into the woods, each carrying a piece of the corpse.