nobleman awaiting his rents, of Kuttenberg
“I am a gentleman of the House of Danemark, presently enduring this town's squalor while awaiting my family's estates to yield their rightful rents.”
Things Geoffrey of Danemark had written, latest first, with the glosses of his neighbours.
the week before Whitsun, at None
That insolent pup Hynek of Zhelejov continues his slander in the Italian Court. I have a sealed letter of lineage that proves my gentle birth beyond doubt! I would gladly gift a fine hat and gloves to any man who retrieves it from the scribe Erhard Dietrich, who unjustly holds it hostage over a paltry misunderstanding of fees.
Nota scribaeHe spoke loudly but kept glancing at the door. I did not mention that Erhard merely wants his thirty groschen.
the feast of Saint John before the Latin Gate, at Prime
The miner William continues to hound my steps regarding a set of war gear I borrowed for an inspection last autumn. A gentleman has many pressing matters, and I have stored it safely with a reliable burgher for the season. He shall have it before the muster, once my rents arrive to cover the retrieval.
You pawned my kit for sixty groschen, you thief! I need it back or the captain will have my hide!
I merely entrusted it to a broker. A gentleman does not steal, William.
the Monday after Easter, at Sext
I took a cup of ale today with the Lady Anna of Wysoka. I must say, the quality of drink in these taverns is appalling, so I water mine down to spare my delicate constitution. We spoke of grand estates. It is a relief to converse with one who understands the refinements of our station.
It was a pleasant talk, Geoffrey, though you seemed terribly distracted whenever the door opened.
Nota scribaeHe nursed one cup for three hours and left no coin for the serving maid.
the eve of Saint Gregory, at Terce
My friend Ralph of Mesoles inquired again after the measuring calipers he lent me at Candlemas. I am still using them to survey a highly important parcel of land. I shall return the tool shortly, though I must confess the velvet case was misplaced by a careless housemaid.
Geoffrey, that tool cost me a month's wages. Just give it back, with or without the case!
Patience, Ralph. Land management is delicate work and cannot be rushed.
the morrow of Candlemas, at Vespers
The roads are thick with the King's half-brother's soldiers, making travel to my estates impossible. Thus, my rents are delayed yet again. I brushed my best doublet this morning, only to find the cuffs fraying from the wretched damp of this town. We live in trying times, and bread is uncommonly dear.
If you need a few groschen to tide you over, I know a game of dice happening tonight.
Nota scribaeDictated in the street while he examined his sleeves.
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Pay me the thirty groschen you owe for the copy, and admit you tried to cheat an honest man. Keep your hat.
A bought name and an empty purse! My father Stephen would have you whipped for impersonating a gentleman.