To him this master called his squiér, And said him thus, “May we go to suppér? Almost an hour it is, I undertake, Since I you bade our supper for to make, When that these worthy men wentë with me Into my study, where my bookës be.” “Sir,” quoth this squiër, “when it liketh you. It is all ready, though ye will right now.” “Go we then sup,” quoth he, “as for the best; These amorous folk some time must have rest.” At after supper fell they in treatý What summë should this master’s guerdon be, To remove all the rockës of Bretágne, And eke from Gironde 3330 to the mouth of Seine. He made it strange, 3331 and swore, so God him save, Less than a thousand pound he would not have, Nor gladly for that sum he would not gon. 3332 Aurelius with blissful heart anon Answered thus; “Fie on a thousand pound!