First of all, apologies to our dear Monk for my interruptions last night – I simply felt my tale needed telling at that very moment! I suppose the wine spurred those feelings on. Following the Knight’s tale was certainly a tall order, but I feel I lived up to it. Where his tale discussed the nature of love, my own explored what may happen to Palamon and Emylye soon enough!
Before the Reeve commences to shout again, let me say that my carpenter was made a fool of and he certainly deserved it – he fell for Nicholas’ story hook, line, and sinker! He was mad, in the end, simply for having believed in this ridiculous little scheme. Who listens to the man you know to be infatuated with your own wife? Madness, all around.
And then there is, of course, the issue of poor little Absolon. This man was so hungry for his love, he didn’t stop to think what he could be kissing! His retribution, I’ve always thought, was a bit harsh. Every time I recall this tale I think, “don’t ever share the love of a woman with a man like Absolon!” His revenge is cruel, and his tactics are despicable. All for a woman who thinks nothing of him!
Let me say again that I frog leaped the Monk due to the drink. I won’t apologize again (I feel I did my apology quite well a few moments ago), but I will thank the Host for putting up with me. I know I can be a quarrelsome sort.