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CH. xxii] LIFE OF BENVENUTO CELLINI 17
men and servants of mine close up the shop, stating
openly that the Pope would hear nothing about letting
me go, and that those great favours shown me by the
King had injured much more than helped me; for the
last words that Monsignior di Morluc had said on behalf
of the King were these: Monsigno' di Morluc told the
Pope that he ought to hand me over to the ordinaryjudges
of the Court; and that if I had done wrong I could be pun-
ished, but if I had not done wrong, reason willed it that
he should let me go. These words had given so much
offence to the Pope that he had a desire never to let me
go again. The Castellan most assuredly helped me as
much as he could. When during these days those enemies
of mine saw that my shop was shut up, they kept scorn-
fully uttering every day some insulting remark to those
servants and friends of mine, who came to visit me in
prison. It chanced one day amongst the others that
Ascanio, who every day came twice to me, asked me
that I would have made for him a certain little garment
out of a blue satin gown of my own, which I never
wore; I had only used it that time when I went
in it in procession; nevertheless I told him that these
were not the times, nor I in the place, for the wearing of
such garments. The youth took it so ill because I did
not give him this wretched gown, that he told me he
wanted to go to Tagliacozze, to his home. In a great rage
I told him that he would do me a kindness by taking him-
self out of my presence; and he swore with very great
heat that he would never come into my presence again.
When we were talking like this, we were walking around
the keep of the Castello. It chanced that the Castellan
was also taking a walk; and exactly as we were meeting
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men and servants of mine close up the shop, stating
openly that the Pope would hear nothing about letting
me go, and that those great favours shown me by the
King had injured much more than helped me; for the
last words that Monsignior di Morluc had said on behalf
of the King were these: Monsigno' di Morluc told the
Pope that he ought to hand me over to the ordinaryjudges
of the Court; and that if I had done wrong I could be pun-
ished, but if I had not done wrong, reason willed it that
he should let me go. These words had given so much
offence to the Pope that he had a desire never to let me
go again. The Castellan most assuredly helped me as
much as he could. When during these days those enemies
of mine saw that my shop was shut up, they kept scorn-
fully uttering every day some insulting remark to those
servants and friends of mine, who came to visit me in
prison. It chanced one day amongst the others that
Ascanio, who every day came twice to me, asked me
that I would have made for him a certain little garment
out of a blue satin gown of my own, which I never
wore; I had only used it that time when I went
in it in procession; nevertheless I told him that these
were not the times, nor I in the place, for the wearing of
such garments. The youth took it so ill because I did
not give him this wretched gown, that he told me he
wanted to go to Tagliacozze, to his home. In a great rage
I told him that he would do me a kindness by taking him-
self out of my presence; and he swore with very great
heat that he would never come into my presence again.
When we were talking like this, we were walking around
the keep of the Castello. It chanced that the Castellan
was also taking a walk; and exactly as we were meeting
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