“Straw for your gentillessë!” quoth our Host. “What? Frankëlin, pardie, Sir, well thou wost 3213 That each of you must tellen at the least A tale or two, or breakë his behest.” 3214 “That know I well, Sir,” quoth the Frankëlin; “I pray you havë me not in disdain, Though I to this man speak a word or two.” “Tell on thy tale, withoutë wordës mo’.” “Gladly, Sir Host,” quoth he, “I will obey Unto your will; now hearken what I say; I will you not contráry in no wise, As far as that my wittës may suffice. I pray to God that it may pleasë you, Then wot I well that it is good enow.